ANOTHER NIGHT'S DISTRACTION
(Funk)

She was a poor girl
Never had a lot to do with money
Never had a lot to do with loving
Herself

He was a rich man
Always had a lot to do with money
Always had a lot to do with loving
Himself

One night he saw her
Thinking to himself that he would buy her
Thinking to himself what he could say
To take her heart

Another worthless one night stand
Another night’s distraction
Another night of playing games
To him all the same

Then he kissed her
Thinking to himself that it was nothing
Thinking to himself that it was only
A lark

Then it happened
The thing he always feared it finally happened
The thing he always feared--he fell in love
And came apart

When she left him
Standing in a pool of revelation
Standing like a beggar in the dark
She took his heart

Just another lonely night’s distraction