Slit Skirts Lyrics

I was just thirty-four years old
And I was still wandering in a haze
I was wondering why everyone I met
Seemed like they were lost in a mazeI don't know why I thought I should have
Some kind of divine right to the blues
It's sympathy not tears people need
When they're the front page sad newsThe incense burned away
And the stench began to rise
Lovers now estranged
Avoided catching each others' eyesAnd girls who lost their children
Cursed the men who fit the coil
And men not fit for marriage
Took their refuge in the oilNo one respects the flame
Quite like the fool who's badly burned
From all this you'd imagine
That there must be something learnedSlit skirts, Jeanie never wears those slit skirts
I don't ever wear no ripped shirts
Can't pretend that growing older never hurtsKnee pants, Jeanie never wears no knee pants

Have to be so drunk to try a new dance
So afraid of every new romanceSlit skirts, slit skirts
Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirts, slit skirts
She wouldn't dare in those slit skirts, slit skirts
Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirtsRomance, romance, why aren't we thinking up romance?
Why can't we drink it up true heart romance
Just need a brief new romanceLet me tell you some more about myself
You know I'm sitting at home, just now
The big events of the day are passed
And the late TV shows have come aroundI'm number one in the home team
But I still feel unfulfilled
A silent voice in her broken heart
Complaining that I'm unskilledAnd I know that when she thinks of me
She thinks of me as him
But unlike me, she don't work off her frustration in the gymRecriminations fester
And the past can never change
A woman's expectations
Run from both ends of the rangeOnce she walked with
Untamed lovers' faced between her legs
Now he's cooled and stifled
And it's she who has to begSlit skirts, Jeanie never wears those slit skirts
And I don't ever wear no ripped shirts
Can't pretend that growing older never hurtsKnee pants, Jeanie never wears no knee pants
We have to be so drunk to try a new dance
So afraid of every new romanceSlit skirts, slit skirts
Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirts, slit skirts
She wouldn't dare in those slit skirts, slit skirts
Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirtsSlit skirts, slit skirt
Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirts, slit skirts
She wouldn't dare in those slit skirts, slit skirts
Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirtsRomance, romance, why aren't we thinking up romance?
Why can't we drink it up true heart romance
Just need a brief new romance