A Whorehouse Is Any House

There's a woman i see at a bar that's near me

That catches my eye repeatedly

And so it's ? that i wait until four

When the bar turns its lights out and closes the door

And then i may follow her cautiously home

Where she would go walking or stumbling alone

And i can't help but want to see her at her window

And to want to approach her and stand just alone

And i needed so much to have nothing to touch

And i wanted so dear to have nothing so near

And to render the city unbounded and pretty

So to slip in and out of her and then to slip off

Goodbye to the city, goodbye to the girl

Her room is left standing, her room is my world

And it it she slips into bed without thinking

And i follow closely for i have been drinking

And slip in beside her and she doesn't stir so

I settle up closer and warmer to her

And so the night passes and so the sun comes

As we sleep and we wander on what we have done

And i needed so much to have nothing to touch

And i wanted so dear to have nothing so near

And to render the city unbounded and pretty

So to slip in and out of her and then to slip off