Friction by The Good Life Dm Bb A friction! Dm Bb nightclubs, nightstalkers, fast women, fast talkers G A loose lips, loose limbs, the lovely loveless Dm Bb sunset to sunrise, black dresses, black eyes G A tangles of tangos, hot hands, hot thighs F C why can I never get you? Bb C theres a sea of bodies between us. F C I recall the first time i saw you - Bb C not a dance hall - but a crowded bus. A pressed against the scent of stale sweat - Dm Bb A friction! Dm Bb vampires and witches steal bloody red kisses G A in go-go boots, itailin suits; they always dress to kill. Dm Bb they spin their umbrellas, they dance a tarantella.. G A but im not here for them, I only come here to watch you. F C I want to make your acquaintance, Bb C to escort - to be a gentleman. F C I want to rub up against you.. Bb C like those scoundrels - like those wolves do. A they run in packs in saabs and SUVS. F C oh, these pounding dance clubs. Bb C this friction between us. F C how you throw your body, Bb C its so moving.. but never toward me. A still, I always seem to read between the beat. Dm Bb A Friction! www.TAB6.com