Friction

Nightclubs, nightstalkers
Fast women, fast talkers
Loose lips, loose limbs
The lovely loveless
Sunset to sunrise
Black dresses, black eyes
Tangles of tangos
Hot hands, hot thighs

Why can I never get you?
There's a sea of bodies between us
I recall the first time i saw you -
Not a dance hall - but a crowded bus
Pressed against the scent of stale sweat -
Friction!

Vampires and witches
Steal bloody red kisses
In go-go boots, itailin suits;
They always dress to kill
They spin their umbrellas,
They dance a tarantella
But im not here for them
I only come here to watch you
I want to make your acquaintance,
To escort - to be a gentleman
I want to rub up against you
Like those scoundrels -
Like those wolves do
They run in packs -
In saabs and SUVS

Oh, these pounding dance clubs
This friction between us
How you throw your body,
Its so moving
But never toward me

Still, I always seem to read
Between the beat