Copyright
© words and
music by Dean Batstone
We’ve been hiding in the
crowded streets with everyone
French kissing in the
alleyway just for fun
Running in for coffee at
the Pigeon Bleu
Huddled like two kids in
the corner booth
Ch: But we don’t have to
run away tonight
There’s no reason we should
fear the morning light
And all I give to you, let
no man take away
Baby stay
As we walk by shaded
windows and greasy spoons
We’re tearin’ up the
sidewalk in our denim blues
Something tells me I don’t
want to take you home
Something in your eyes says
don’t leave me alone
Ch:
As we duck into my flat,
you get that look again
Like somebody’s been
watchin’, and knows just where we’ve been
Baby do I have to spell it
out for you
There’s a candle on the
table and some ‘Ruby Rouge’
Ch: 2X