Sweet Lucy was a dancer<br /> But none of us would chance her<br /> Because she was a Samurai<br /> She made electric shadows<br /> Beyond our fingertips<br /> And none of us could reach that high<br /> She came on like a teaser<br /> I had to touch and please her<br /> Enjoy a little paradise<br /> The log was in my pocket<br /> When Lucy met the Rockett<br /> And she never knew the reason why<br /> <br /> I can't deny it<br /> With that smile on her face<br /> It's not the kill<br /> It's the thrill of the chase<br /> <br /> Feel it coming<br /> It's knocking at the door<br /> You know it's no good running<br /> It's not against the law<br /> The point of no return<br /> And now you know the score<br /> And now you're learning<br /> What's knockin' at your back door<br /> <br /> Sweet Nancy was so fancy<br /> To get into her pantry<br /> Had to be the aristocracy<br /> The members that she toyed with<br /> At her city club<br /> Were something in diplomacy<br /> So we put her on the hit list<br /> Of a common cunning linguist<br /> A master of many tongues<br /> And now she eases gently<br /> From her Austin to her Bentley<br /> Suddenly she feels so young