Eric Stewart - Strictly Business lyrics

Stewart I saw you creeping in the doorways I saw you peeping at the cards The French lessons and the photographs The black leather and the tarts They all seem to be happy They all seem to be happy There's something missing in their eyes It's all slapping on the thighs No cards no cheques no IOU's No promises no way It's strictly business, understand It's strictly business I see you fishing for a cigarette You want a red light mama She'll give you good conversation A special bedside manned She'll make you feel like a million She'll make you feel like a million But she'll be robbing you blind you No cards no cheques no IOU's No promises no way It's strictly business, baby It's strictly business, red light mama She knows you're looking for a lover But she'll be looking for your cash You'll get a good time Johnny You won't remember the crash And you'll be singing in the bathroom With the invisible choir And she'll be running through your pockets And leave you hanging in the mire No cards no cheques no IOU's No promises no way It's strictly business, understand It's strictly business Rock-Bop-A-Lu-Ma