After Hours

A corner booth
Mellow and dark
Aja playing low
Perfume and cigars

Halogen lit flowers
A fiery centerpiece
Your hand beneath the table
Burning on my knee

We ditched our friends
Watched them share a cab
Said we’d be along
And stole these private moments
After hours

Beaujolais lips
And milky brown skin
Eyes like pools
Inviting me to swim

We ditched our friends
Watched them share a cab
Said we’d be along
And stole these private moments
After hours

(After hours) Alone at last
(After hours) The way you laugh, the way you flirt
(After hours) The fullness of your silky shirt
(After hours) And a one-night room upstairs
It’s you and me, babe
After hours

(After hours) Alone at last
(After hours) The way you laugh, the way you flirt
(After hours) The fullness of your silky shirt
(After hours) And a one-night room upstairs
It’s you and me, baby
After hours

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