Undressed to Kill (2006 Remaster) (2006 Digital Remaster)

Undressed To Kill (2006 Digital Remaster) - Jethro Tull

Written by：Ian Anderson

Working on the late shift

First drink of the day

Pull a chair up to the table

Have to look the other way

What kind of place am I in

And who's this over here

Shaking through the silver bubbles

Climbing through my beer

Won't let it move me

But I can't sit still

Could you meet the eyes

Of a working girl undressed to kill

Staring through the smoke haze

Plaid shirts in the night

Well I'm making sure that everything

Is zipped up tight

Who's that jumping on the table

Putting tonic in my gin

Brushing silken dollars

On her cold white skin

Won't let it move me

But I can't sit still

Could you meet the eyes

Of a working girl undressed to kill

She could have been sweet seventeen

There again well so could I

There was a tear drop sparkle

On the inside of her thigh

Going to fetch myself a cold beer

I've got to get a grip

Find some place to touch down

Find a landing strip

Won't let it move me

But I can't sit still

Can you meet the eyes

Of a working girl all undressed to kill

Who's that jumping on the table

Putting tonic in my gin

Brushing silken dollars

On her cold white skin

Won't let it move me

But I can't sit still

Could you meet the eyes

Of a working girl undressed to kill

Last one out is a cold duck

Padding down the road

I wait outside my motor running

Got a warm dream to unload

Can I face her in the sunshine

In the harsh real light of day

She walks out with recognition

In her eyes I look away

Won't let it move me

But I can't sit still

Couldn't meet the eyes

Of a working girl undressed to kill