Your dress is hangin' on a hook on the door. My jeans are lying in a pile on the floor yeah. Flat on my back tryin' to catch my breath. When we were rockin' tonight. I thought that we were gonna rock to death. But what's that in your eyes?. I'm no longer paralyzed. Here we go again. Crawlin' you come crawling to me. I go crawling to you. We come crawling. You come crawling to me. I go crawling to you. Your hair is tangled and your lipstick is gone. You're stretched out calling my name. With just your high heels on. We hunt each other on our hands and our knees. Well I'm an alley cat. And you're a hot little Siamese. But what's that in your eyes?. I'm no longer paralyzed. Here we go again. Crawlin' you come crawling to me. I go crawling to you. We come crawling. You come crawling to me. I go crawling to you.