Pretty Princess (live)

Her lovely smile and golden hair
Her tender skin, so warm and fair
A fire blazes, a telephone
No word from her, she's all by her alone

Her time has finally come
She sees a chance to run away
She's found herself a friend
Someone who's come to spend the day
They sit and talk of times
When both of them were young and crazy
The silly things they'd say
And how they used to play around
All at once her eyes are seeing
Someone who she hasn't seen before
His lips seem so inviting
But she must keep on fighting
For she has wed to another man

She fills his glass with wine
And asks him how his life is changing
His blood is much the same
Her man, he hasn't changed at all
He didn't call her
She knows it's wrong to say
And yet she hopes he'll stay till morning
He tells her that it's late
And that he really aches to go
Suddenly their lips are touching
Reaching for his hand, she says no
Their bodies start to tremble
She's fighting innocent desire
Caught in the fire of a burning flame

My pretty princess
Lying in your cotton flannel gown
Hold me once again
Let me feel your moist and tender skin
Oh, pretty princess
Lying in our bedded house of lust
Like a blazing fire
Soon the cinders tire and turn to dust

Her treasure chest is locked away
A memory for a rainy day