Knocking at Your Back Door

Sweet Lucy was a dancer
But none of us would chance her
Because she was a samurai
She made electric shadows
Beyond our fingertips
And none of us could reach that high
She came on like a teaser
I had to touch and please her
Enjoy a little paradise
The lock was in my pocket
When Lucy met the rocket
She never knew the reason why
I cant deny it
With that smile on her face
Oh its not the kill
Its the thrill of the chase
Feel it coming
Its knocking at the door
You know its no good running
Its not against the law
The point of no return
And now you know the score
And now youre learning
Whats knockin at your back door
Sweet Nancy was so fancy
To get into her pantry
Had to be the aristocracy
The members that she toyed with
At city club were something in diplomacy
So we put her on the hit list
Of a common cunning linguist
A master of many tongues
And now she eases gently
From her Austin to her
BentleySuddenly she feels so young
I cant deny it
With that smile on her face
Oh its not the kill
Its the thrill of the chase
Feel it coming
Its knocking at the door
You know its no good running
No its not against the law
The point of no return
Now how you know the score
And now youre learning
Whats knockin at your back door
Sweet Lucy was a dancer
But none of us would chance her
Because she was a samurai
She made electric shadows
Beyondour fingertips
And one of us could reach that high
I cant deny it
With that smile on my face
Oh oh, its not the kill
Its the thrill of the chase
Feel it coming
Knocking at your door
You know its no good running
No its knocking at your door
Knockin at your back door