how fitting, miss jones.

[monanana]

Lines on your face don't bother me
Down in my chair when you dance over me
I can't help myself...
I've got to see you again

Late in the night when I'm all alone
And I look at the clock and I know you're not home
I can't help myself ...
I've got to see you again

I could almost go there
Just to watch you be seen
I could almost go there
Just to live in a dream

But no I won't go for any of those reasons
To not touch your skin is not why I sing
I can't help myself...
I've got to see you again

I could almost go there
No I won't go to share you with them
But oh even though I know where you've been
I can't help myself...
I've got to see you again.