Lyrics

Toying with my Szechuan takeout
Waiting by the gas station phone
Waiting for his Cadillac to drive by
Waiting for the girl to be alone

Merengue on the TV
Coladas by the pool
Well, it’s said and done in a couple of hazy hours
But I couldn’t pay for anything in this room

But no one knows what we do in the afternoon

He never gives her pleasure
Been minding the store too long
Thought he could buy her like a Picasso
But the young girl’s urges run too strong

She says that no one knows the real Elyse
She needs a drink, a shrink and a form of release
But it must be so tough
When too much is never enough

But no one knows what we do in the afternoon

She’s my Rapunzel in the garrets
And I’m just playing that part
Chains of gold around her ankles
Icicles around her heart
Well, I guess we’re doomed for each other
We’d hang the moon for each other
Occasionally
When it fills a vacancy

No one knows what we do
Only me and you
No one knows what we do in the afternoon