Why did she wear that dress tonight Why did she bring that stranger She looks put out in the party lights Which leaves us all in danger When she drops her perfumed hankie
CHORUS: I look for love I look for love I look for love I look for love
I hate the way we carry on These fashion consultations Do all these wires we sing along Require such insulation Fused with fear or charged with anger
CHORUS
BRIDGE: No innocence I can claim No treasure of stolen hearts In every mirror I look the same A toy soldier with missing parts Shes adding up those second looks While she collects advances Like thumbing through some dirty book They estimate their chances When the parking lot is empty
