I lay down with you
I lay down with you
You've told me not to
And I feel so strange

What is happiness?
What is happiness?
But too wrong from this

Oh, how I hide
Go away
I hide
Go away

Take me out to Soho
Buy me a rum and a coke
And help me forget myself

For an evening
Hold
For an evening
Whoa, whoa

Call me on the phone
But I just ain't home
Well, I just ain't home
No, not for anyone
No, no, no
Not for anyone
Hmm, hmm