(coverdale/marsden)
Well its five in the morning
When will you be home,
Im tired of waiting here baby
All on my own
All I got for comfort is some cheap red wine
But, the thought of what youre doing gives me no peace of mind
You n me, its got to be just you n me,
Cant you see, baby
Cant you see what youre doing to me
I know those page three girls
In the playboy books,
Aint got nothing on you
In the way that you look
But, an eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
When you get home
You better give me some truth
Tell me no lies
When I ask you the questions,
Tell the truth
Your lies aint gonna make it no more
Tell me no lies,
Baby youre no exception to the rule,
Because Ive heard it all before
And babe believe me I never forget
You n me, baby baby
Just you n me,
Cant you see, baby
If you dont stop what youre doing to me
Im gonna do it to you
Tell me no lies
When I ask you the questions,
Tell the truth
Your lies aint gonna make it no more
Tell me no lies,
Baby youre no exception to the rule,
Because Ive heard it all before
And babe believe me, I never forget
You n me, baby baby
Just you n me,
Cant you see, baby
Cant you see what youre doing to me
You n me, baby baby
Just you n me,
Cant you see, baby
If you dont stop what youre doing to me,
Im gonna do it to you!