Jive

(album: The Art Of Tea - 1976)

After you hurt me
After I hurt you
And all of my bad dreams
One by one, came true

You said it was goodbye
But the eyes never lie
And I knew
That it was only Jive

So you found a new lover to wear your crown
And I found a cheap flat up in Chinatown
I saw you with stoned stars
In chic bars, downtown malls
But I knew that is was only jive

You cut me loose, I hit the juice
Somebody deep inside me died
Who punched that tune
Who hit the moon?
Who made the dime store gypsy lie?

You ain't got no love, Jones
Not for me, not much
Then how come the sparks fly
Every time we touch
The meaning becomes clear
Every time you are near
Baby, it's only Jive

Baby, it's only Jive
Baby, it's only Jive