Street Lites - Pulp

Doorways

Corners

And the street lights dance in your eyes

Behind the cinema

In the rain

In the subway

Where the walls crumble and cover you in fine dust

Cos we haven’t got a home to go to

Touch me

On the back seat, on the top deck

Talk dirty

On the back row

Can you feel me

Against you?

Oh no

We shouldn’t

We shouldn’t

We shouldn’t

I want to

…mmmm…

What you gonna do if you go home and he’s not there?

It wouldn’t be the same if we didn’t know it was wrong

Oh touch me

And then go whilst i can still taste you

Oh yeah leave me

And I’ll walk it off in the rain somehow

Someone wants to watch by the side of Alena Stores

In the doorway, in the rain

Did he see us?

Do you care?

Pull the night-time tight around us

And we can keep each other warm

Whilst the cars drive by

En-route to dried-up dinners

And strip-lit kitchens and the smell of gas and potato peelings

What you gonna do if you go home and he’s not there?

It wouldn’t be the same if you didn’t know it was wrong

Oh touch me

And then go whilst i can still taste you

Oh yeah leave me

And I’ll walk it off in the rain somehow yeah

We’ve got to go on meeting like this

I don’t want to live with you or anywhere near you

I want to catch you unawares

Undressing in front of a window maybe

Impressed with those things I drive by

Did you see me?

Could you tell that I was watching?

Did it make it feel better?

Yeah, it was good for me too

Did you think about me?

Did you close your eyes?

Think that maybe

It was my hand that was touching you

My breath against your face?

And when you opened your eyes

Did the world tip off its axis for a few seconds?

And you thought you’d caught a tiny glimpse of someone?

Something here with it’s shoulders moving towards you?

Yeah I did too

And it felt good

And it felt good

And it felt good

In a strange kind of way

In a way that things that aren’t supposed to feel good

Sometimes do

Oh take it away

Yeah

What you gonna do if you go home and he’s not there?

It wouldn’t be the same if you didn’t know it was wrong

Oh touch me

And then go whilst i can still taste you

Oh yeah leave me

And I’ll walk it off in the rain somehow

What you gonna do if you go home and he’s not there?

It wouldn’t be the same if you didn’t know it was wrong

Oh touch me

And then go whilst i can still taste you

Oh yeah leave me

And I’ll walk it off in the rain somehow