Cherry Chapstick

Someone else's date, someone else's door
There's a girl with cherry chapstick on and nothing more
It's such a lurid pose and she seems this close
But not to me

Clear as day, crawling home at night
Wondering why the girls don't look at me when I walk by
The way they make me feel is still way too real
To believe

Night and day, swingers on the move
Wondering what it would be like if I could be that smooth
I could think about all that I missed out
It's hard to do

Someone else's date, someone else's door
There's a girl with cherry chapstick on and nothing more
It's such a lurid pose and she seems this close
But not to me
Running 'round in circles all day long
Running 'round in circles all day long