Cigarettes After Sex - Silver Sable

Silver Sable style back in a Marvel
Swimsuit special from the early '90s
Page eleven, the second edition
With the look on her face

Right now it's only the light from the closet
And the radio's just playing soft hits
Need that atmosphere, and need that sweet life
With its decadent ways

Stay with me now, I don't wanna be the one for you
Know how you feel by the way that you that you hold me
And when we kiss we don't need to close our
Eyes in the dark at all

Silver Sable style, the way you watch me
Sipping from your straw in 34D
Whispering the words, "Vanilla cream pie"
To see the look on my face

And still it's only the light from the closet
And "Number of the Beast" is on your Walkman
And page eleven's gone, see that it's ripped out
And hanging up on your wall

Stay with me now, I don't wanna be the one for you
Know how you feel by the way that you that you hold me
And when we kiss we don't need to close our
Eyes in the dark at all

Stay with me now, I don't wanna be the one for you
Know how you feel by the way that you that you hold me
And when we kiss we don't need to close our
Eyes in the dark at all