A lonely detective had a secret to tell
His martini dirty, I guess it suits him well
His lips, they're soft, and he kisses me well
And his eyes are sharp, they cut through my shell, mm
He's got a wife and kids that don't know what he's up to
Pictures on the fridge, don't know who you're makin' love to
And pardon my French, but I don't give a fuck to
Be another fool to a lonely detective
A lonely detective, I think I'm lonely as him
He's got a house in Texas, I think I'm movin' in
And my eyes know his grin (the same grin he shows his children)
And my lips know his skin (ooh, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo)
And I know all his friends (you don't even know him)
But I know myself and I know I got the thing for
You better quit while you're ahead
I can't quit him now
It's only been three months
It's actually been three months and six days and a quarter of a night, mm (ooh)
I think I got a thing for a lonely detective, I see him all the time (whoa)
I know this is reckless, I turn myself in (turn yourself in, turn yourself in)
He's a lonely, lonely detective
A lonely what? A lonely detective (ooh)
A lonely what? A lonely detective (lonely, lonely, lonely)
A lonely what? A lonely detective (lonely, lonely, lonely, whoa)
Lonely detective
