Bodies

The wine is white and the lights are dim
They warned you don't go home with him
Those guilty feet will never dance again
I've been held in contempt for an incident
But it takes two be intimate
So by no means was she innocent

They said that chivalry is dead
Then why is her body in my bed?
At sunrise the morning papers read
They found a body in my bed 'ahhhh'

Can nonchalance be ambiance of course
I lean toward her and whisper the choice is yours
May I remind you that I'll have no remorse
Here's a kiss sweetheart this won''t hurt a bit
I could kill it with kindness or murder it
Then I'll have to face the time a murderer would get
'Life'

They said that chivalry is dead
Then why is her body in my bed?
At sunrise the morning papers read
They found a body in my bed 'ahhhh'