  -->Knocking At Your Back Door
   
   
     Sweet Lucy was a dancer
     But none of us would chancer her
     Because she was a Samurai
     She made electric shadows
     Beyond our fingertips
     And none of us could reach that high
     She came on like a teaser
     I had to touch and please her
     Enjoy a little paradise
     The log was in my pocket
     When Lucy met the Rockett
     And she never knew the reason why
    
     I can't deny it
     With that smile on her face
     It's not the kill
     It's the thrill of the chase
   
     Feel it coming
     It's knocking at the door
     You know it's no good running
     It's not against the law
     The point of no return
     And now you know the score
     And now you're learning
     What's knocking at your back door
    
     Sweet Nancy was so fancy
     To get into her pantry
     Had to be the aristocracy
     The members that she toyed with
     At her city club
     Were something in diplomacy
     So we put her on the hit list
     Of a common cunning linguist
     A master of many tongues
     And now she eases gently
     From her Austin to her Bentley
     Suddenly she feels so young
   
    
    
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