Stripping Gears

Stripping Gears
Babe
I’m still waiting
Darling
I'm still here
I'm so sick of waiting
The truth comes out
You never cared
I'm no toy to play with
So let's not
Go stripping gears
You know all about
Loving and leaving
A trembling hand, a threatening air

Your hands your face
Your skin your body
Your perfume
Your clothes your hair
Are all holed up
In New York City
I'm so far away from there

Babe
I'm still waiting
Darling
I'm still here
I'm so sick of waiting
The truth comes out
You never cared