She lay down beside him
She said “please explain—
Will I find God
Or a new kind of pain?
Will blood colour my palms
With an amorous stain?”
Show me what tenderness
Show me what tenderness
Show me what tenderness does
I’ve tried self-containment
I’ve hungered for thrills
But cruelty is tainting
And solitude chills
And lust without loving
Just quietly kills
Show me what tenderness
Show me what tenderness
Show me what tenderness does
You ask me if I’m loving you at last
Will I be yours, forget the past?
I say you’re going kinda fast
What can I do? I wish you wouldn’t ask
Don’t rush me—don’t crush me—
don’t crowd in on my space
Change down to first gear—I’ll be here—
slide in at my pace…
Oh hey, come on now please don’t go
I really didn’t mean that slow
My mother said I shouldn’t let it show
When I mean yes—I’m still saying no
Discussions—decisions—
they just cramp my style
Don’t ask my permission—
don’t put me on trial
Just hold a gun to my head
I only follow where I’m led
You’ve got to call the shots
You’ve got to hit the spots
Just hold a gun to my head
And so at last I think it’s understood
I wouldn’t leave you if I could
I always know that I’d be good
Once you were doing what you should
You’re coming to conquer—I’m sensing
your steel
I get not leisure for pleasure—It’s explosions
I feel
Just hold a gun to my head
I only follow where I’m led
You’ve got to call the shots
You’ve got to hit the spots
Just hold a gun to my head