Your eyes ain't glowing now like they were in the tavern where we met

And your reluctant attitude tells me your mind's not fully made up yet

Your painted lips ain't wild and warm and sweet like I imagined they would be

With your conscience here between us holding you close dosn't do a lot for me

If you don't feel it in your bones woman don't try to sing my song

Straighten up your messed up hair put your high heel slippers back on

Don't make yourself no memories that might grieve you later on

If you don't feel it in your bones woman don't try to sing my song

It's obvious you're not a steady patron of the place where I found you

Now that the shades are drawn your innocence has come and wrapped its claok around you

And I've never had a taste for taking pleasure from another human's pain

So I'd rather we stay strangers if my knowing you is gonna bring you shame

If you don't feel it in your bones...