Tall, Dark Stranger
You will meet a tall, dark stranger
Not like in all the old shows
And movies, with Audrey Hepburns
Or Marilyn Monroes
You will meet a tall, dark stranger
Not like the horoscopes say
In a time of desperation
Your mental noose, his words will fray
You will meet a tall, dark stranger
He'll be courteous and polite
He'll get to know you and, when you least expect it,
He'll invite you out one night
You say yes to this tall, dark stranger
He will take you to his home
You meet his chauffeur and his servants
But realise he lives alone
You take pity on the stranger,
Knowing all he wants is love.
Four glasses of red wine later,
He escorts you up above.
Climbing stairs, your mind is reeling
Senses blaring: touching, feeling
You ask for him to stop when
You realise you're underneath him
That is when you sense frustration
He's not accustomed to your world
His hands let go but his eyes say no
He doesn't fear the wrath of girls
And you'll know that you're in danger
When frustration turns to anger
Tall, dark stranger; now acquainted
Fickle friends until the end
You will meet a tall, dark stranger
His bony hands will grasp your arm
And lead you with him out of this life
Where you'll be safe from all harm
Not like in all the old shows
And movies, with Audrey Hepburns
Or Marilyn Monroes
You will meet a tall, dark stranger
Not like the horoscopes say
In a time of desperation
Your mental noose, his words will fray
You will meet a tall, dark stranger
He'll be courteous and polite
He'll get to know you and, when you least expect it,
He'll invite you out one night
You say yes to this tall, dark stranger
He will take you to his home
You meet his chauffeur and his servants
But realise he lives alone
You take pity on the stranger,
Knowing all he wants is love.
Four glasses of red wine later,
He escorts you up above.
Climbing stairs, your mind is reeling
Senses blaring: touching, feeling
You ask for him to stop when
You realise you're underneath him
That is when you sense frustration
He's not accustomed to your world
His hands let go but his eyes say no
He doesn't fear the wrath of girls
And you'll know that you're in danger
When frustration turns to anger
Tall, dark stranger; now acquainted
Fickle friends until the end
You will meet a tall, dark stranger
His bony hands will grasp your arm
And lead you with him out of this life
Where you'll be safe from all harm