HURTING HER KNEES AND PRIDE By Tom Jensen
My girlfriend's house...
Her parents are home
They don't like me much...
So we're never alone
I'm sitting on the sofa...
And she's looking so fine
We've been dating so long...
Don't they know she's mine?
They think she's so pure...
And that she can wear white
An innocent girl...
A parents' delight
I'm so sorry...
She didn't tell you what's right
Like what she does...
When she spends the night
Because of these lies...
By your law she abides
Because of these lies...
In the bushes we hide
Because of these lies...
We make love outside
Because of these lies...
We take the car for a ride
They say what's unknown
Doesn't hurt you
And that the truth shall set you free
But if they only knew what I've taken
They'd take you away from me
This is our little secret
So we'll play our charades
We'll keep singing our song
Until the music fades
Come for a ride and I'll take you away
It's finally our turn
In this game that we play
Yeah I'm feeling good
I really got it tonight
Let's drive somewhere
And turn off the lights
Love has its prices
And love has its costs
I'll unbutton your shirt
While you watch out for the cops
Though she can't by wine
She can still buy smokes
Is she old enough to love?
Don't ask her folks
Their old school values
And their old school style
Today I'd place 'em
In an old school pile
Because of the old ways...
They try to keep me away
Because of the old ways...
They never let me stay
Because of the old ways...
This is the game we play
Because of the old ways...
They think we'll wait 'til our wedding day
When she's at college
They never see me at all
And they never hear us rattling the walls
But when she's home
In the window I crawl
Better not get caught...
I hear that dad's gotta gun
I smoke a pack a day...
Don't get far when I run
Too great the risk...
I don't wanna get caught
I think it's time to head
Out to the parking lot
Yeah, out in the corner
And in the shadows we hide
She says,
"It hurts her knees...and it hurts her pride"