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Slit Skirts (Live At La Jolla Playhouse, San Diego, USA / 22nd June 2001)
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I was just 34 years old
And I was still wandering in a haze
Wondering why everyone I met
Seemed like they were lost in a maze
I don't know why I thought I should have
Some kind of divine right to the blues
It's sympathy not tears people need
When they're the front page sad news
The incense burned away
And the stench began to rise
Lovers now estranged
Avoided catching each other's eyes
Girls who lost their children
Cursed the men who flipped the coin
And men not fit for marriage
Took their refuge in the oil
No one respects the flame
Quite like the fool who's body burned
From all this, you'd imagine
That there must be something learned
Slit skirt
Jeannie never wears no slit skirt
I don't ever wear no ripped shirt
Can't pretend that growing older never hurts
Knee pants
Jeannie never wears those knee pants
We have to be so drunk to try any new dance
So afraid of every new romance
Slit skirt, slit skirt
Jeannie isn't wearing no slit skirt, slit skirt
She wouldn't wear it no slit skirt, slit skirt
Won't be seen dead in no slit skirt
Romance, romance
Why can't we think of new romance?
Why aren't we drinking up true hard romance?
Why can't we think of new romance?
Let me tell you some more about myself
You know, I'm sitting at home right now
The big events of the day are past
And the late TV shows have come around
I'm number one in the home team
And I still feel unfulfilled
A silent voice in her broken heart complaining that I'm unskilled
And I know that when she thinks of me
She thinks of me as him
And unlike me, she can't walk off her frustration at Jim
Recriminations fester
The past can never change
A woman's expectations