Slit Skirts

I was just thirty-four years old and I was still wandering in a haze
 I was wondering why everyone I met seemed like they were lost in a maze
 I don't know why I thought I should have some kind of divine right to the blues
 It's sympathy not tears people need when they're the front page, sad news
 The incense burned away and the stench began to rise
 Lovers now estranged avoided catching each others' eyes
 And girls who lost their children cursed the men who fit the coil
 And men not fit for marriage took their refuge in the oil
 No one respects the flame quite like the fool who's badly burned
 From all this you'd imagine that there must be something learned
 Slit skirts
 Jeanie never wears no slit skirts
 I don't ever wear no ripped shirts
 Can't pretend that growing older never hurts
 Knee pants
 Jeanie never wears no knee pants
 Have to be so drunk to try a new dance
 So afraid of every new romance
 Slit skirts, slit skirt
 Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirts, slit skirt
 She wouldn't dare in those slit skirts, slit skirt
 Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt
 Romance, romance
 Why aren't we thinking up romance?
 Why can't we drink it up true heart romance
 Just need a brief new romance
 Let me tell you some more about myself, you know I'm sitting at home just now
 The big events of the day are passed and the late TV shows have come around
 I'm number one in the home team but I still feel unfulfilled
 A silent voice in her broken heart complaining that I'm unskilled
 And I know that when she thinks of me, she thinks of me as "him"
 But, unlike me, she don't work off her frustration in the gym
 Recriminations fester and the past can never change
 A woman's expectations run from both ends of the range
 Once she walked with untamed lovers' face between her legs
 Now he's cooled and stifled and it's she who has to beg
 Slit skirts
 Jeanie never wears those slit skirts
 And I don't ever wear no ripped shirts
 Can't pretend that growing older never hurts
 Knee pants
 Jeanie never wears no knee pants
 We have to be so drunk to try a new dance
 So afraid of every new romance
 Slit skirts, slit skirt
 Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirts, slit skirt
 She wouldn't dare in those slit skirts, slit skirt
 Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt
 Slit skirts, slit skirt
 Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirts, slit skirt
 She wouldn't dare in those slit skirts, slit skirt
 Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt
 Romance, romance
 Why aren't we thinking up romance?
 Why can't we drink it up true heart romance
 Just need a brief new romance