Suzanne Vega - Stockings lyrics

I don't care for tights, she says and does not tell me why She hikes her skirt above her knee revealing one brown thigh I see, I say, and wonder at her slender little fingers How cleverly they pull upon the threads of recent slumbers Do you know where friendship ends and pa**ion does begin? It's between the binding of her stockings and her skin. (oh yeah) She stayed up so late I thought she'd ask me to go dance But something in the way she laughed told me I had no chance The fiction in her family was that she was never nice I'd say she was very I just did not see the price Do you know where friendship ends and pa**ion does begin? When the gin and tonic makes the room begin to spin. (oh yeah) There may be attraction here but it will never flower So I'm a**igned to read her mind, now in this witching hour Here's no game for those who claim to be easily bruised But how can I complain when she's so easily amused? Do you know where friendship ends and pa**ion does begin? (When she does not show you the way out on the way in) -- It's between the binding of her stockings and her skin. (oh yeah)