"Strictly Business" lyrics - ERIC STEWART

I saw you creeping in the doorways
I saw you peeping at the cards
The French lessons and the photographs
The black leather and the tarts
They all seem to be happy
They all seem to be happy
There's something missing in their eyes
It's all slapping on the thighs
No cards no cheques no IOU's
No promises no way
It's strictly business, understand
It's strictly business
I see you fishing for a cigarette
You want a red light mama
She'll give you good conversation
A special bedside manned
She'll make you feel like a million
She'll make you feel like a million
But she'll be robbing you blind you
No cards no cheques no IOU's
No promises no way
It's strictly business, baby
It's strictly business, red light mama
She knows you're looking for a lover
But she'll be looking for your cash
You'll get a good time Johnny
You won't remember the crash
And you'll be singing in the bathroom
With the invisible choir
And she'll be running through your pockets
And leave you hanging in the mire
No cards no cheques no IOU's
No promises no way
It's strictly business, understand
It's strictly business
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