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 k** 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'