Hey, more musical interludes! Because I have nothing better to do on long car rides...and this still just bothers me for some reason...first "Roxanne", now this...

"Tomorrow We'll See"

The streets are wet
The lights have yet
To shed their tawdry lustre on the scene
My skirt’s too short
My tights have run
These new heels are killing me

My second pack of cigarettes
It’s a slow night but there’s time yet
Here comes john from his other life
He may be driving to his wife
But he'll slow down take a look
I’ve learned to read them just like books
And it’s already half past ten
But they’ll be back again

Headlights in the rainy street
I check, make sure it’s not the heat
I wink, I smile, I wave my hand
He stops and seems to understand
The small transaction we must make
I tell him that my heart will break
If he’s not a generous man
I step into his van

The say the first is the hardest trick
After that it’s just a matter of logic
They have the money I have the time
Being pretty's my only crime
You ask what future do I see
I say it’s really up to me
I don’t need forgiving
I’m just making a living

Don’t judge me
You could be me in another life
In another set of circumstances
Don’t judge me
One more night I’ll just have to take my chances
And tomorrow we’ll see

A friend of mine he wound up dead
His dress was stained the colour red
No next of kin no fixed abode
Another victim on this road
The police just carted him away
But someone took his place next day
He was home by thanksgiving
But not with the living

Don’t judge me
You could be me in another life
In another set of circumstances
Don’t judge me
One more night I’ll just have to take my chances

And no it’s just not in my plan
For someone to care who I am

I'm walking the streets for money
It’s the business of love, 'hey honey'
C'mon, don’t leave me lonely, don’t leave me sad
It’ll be the sweetest five minutes you ever had

Don’t judge me
You could be me in another life
In another set of circumstances
Don’t judge me
One more night I’ll just have to take my chances
And tomorrow we’ll see
-Sting, "Tomorrow We'll See"

Sting. Transvestite fun? I suppose, given my strange obsession with crossdressers, this song shouldn't bother me so much...but it's Sting. I like Sting. I like him fine without needing to picture him in a dress. I am, of course, the girl who thinks that all the members of Bare Naked Ladies ain't half bad looking, but I'm not alone in thinking that Sting is sexy. Do I like the song? Of course I like the song. But...ngah. Transvestite prostitution on the one hand, Sting on the other... I'm still having trouble reconciling the two. *sigh* I'll just listen to the silly gas station song after it. Woo! Silly gas station fun. Happy day.