This brunette doesn't know
What the day has to give her
Tells me she has a boyfriend
But with no passion in her eyes
And she only gives it as a favor
A body thirsty for warmth
But that doesn't feel the heat
But that doesn't feel the heat
This brunette doesn't dance
Maybe she doesn't like the lyrics
Maybe she doesn't like me
Falling on a soft bare shoulder
And love that never went blind
And love that never went blind
Deep down the brunette wants time to be a woman
The brunette isn't quite sure, but deep down I know
When the heat comes to her
There are places she doesn't use
Because she doesn't know they're here
There are seas she doesn't cross
Because I'm not the one there
To give her what she doesn't want
Maybe I'll show her paths
Where she might want to get lost
Where she might want to get lost
This brunette doesn't cry
With Oulman's dark fado
Nor with an O'Neil poem
In the first light of morning
She knows so many artists
But they don't get inside her
She doesn't taste their flavor
She doesn't taste their flavor
Deep down the brunette wants time to be a woman
The brunette isn't quite sure, but deep down I know
When the heat comes to her
This brunette doesn't run when I call her to me
This brunette doesn't run when I call her to me
This brunette doesn't run when I call her to me
This brunette doesn't run when I call her to me
This brunette doesn't run when I call her to me
This brunette doesn't run when I call her to me
This brunette doesn't run when I call her to me
This brunette doesn't run when I call her to me