(David Byrne) She might dance all night In a topless bar Fool around, go too far But I don't mind You see things are not what they appear 'Cause she only sleeps with me. She might drink a bit Lose her way Crash the car But come out OK And my friends might laugh But they only know what they can see And she only sleeps with me Nights on Times Square Live and on stage High heels She feels That she's dancin' for me And the little bird Flies from tree to tree To the highest branch Where she thinks she's free She can have it all That's the reason you wouldn't believe That she only sleeps with me There's a porno book In the library Nothin' ever goes Were it shouldn't be And the world is queer And the human is strangest of all And she only sleeps, yeah, she only sleeps Yeah, she only sleeps with me
