well, she talks in her sleepabout the men that she meetswith so much passionin the morning I askbut she takes me to tasksays I'm overreacting
she's a woman, playing a woman's gamewhen I ask her, she looks at me like I'm strange
I say, don't look away, babewhen I'm talking to youdon't look away, babeit'll do you no goodI'm into your game, babeI been listening to youdon't look away babedon't look away, oh no
well, she sits on the phonelike she's here on her ownmaking these calls to no onenow she slides out a tensays she's seeing a friendshe's got so much going on
she's a woman, playing a woman's gamewhen I ask hershe looks at me like I'm strange
I say, don't look away, babewhen I'm talking to youdon't look away, babeit'll do you no goodI'm into your game, babeI been listening to youdon't look away babedon't look away, oh no
well, I follow her down to some part of townwhere we've never been beforethere's a car in the drive, and a man sits insideI gotta stop her, before she gets in
she's a woman, playing a woman's gamewhen I ask hershe looks at me like I'm insane
I say, don't look away, babewhen I'm talking to youdon't look away, babeit'll do you no goodI'm into your game, babeI been listening to youdon't look away babedon't look away, oh no