Part Time Lover

Da da da da, da da da da,

Da da da da da, da da da da.

Da da da, da da da da, da da da da da.

Call up, ring once hang up the phone, to let me know made it home;

Don't want nothing to be wrong, with part-time lo-vers.

If she's with me I'll blink the lights, to let you know tonight's the night,

For me and you; my part-time lo-ver.

We are, undercover passion on the run.

Cha-sing love, up against the su -u -u-un.

We are strangers by day, lovers by night.

Knowing it's so wrong, but feeling so right.

If I'm with friends and we should meet, just pass me by; don't even speak.

Know the word's "dis-creet", with part-time lo-vers.

But if there's some emergency; have a male friend to ask for me,

So then she won't peek it's really you; my part-time lo-ver.

We are, undercover passion on the run.

Cha-sing love, up against the su -u -u-un.

We are strangers by day, lovers by night.

Knowing it's so wrong, but feeling so right.

Da da da da, da da da da,

Da da da da da, da da da da.

Da da da, da da da da, da da da da da.

We are, undercover passion on the run.

Cha-sing love, up against the su -u -u-un.

We are strangers by day, lovers by night.

Knowing it's so wrong, but feeling so right.

I've got some-thing that I must tell; last night some-one rang our doorbell,

And it was not you; my part-time lo-ver.

And then a man called our exchange, but didn't want to leave his name.

I guess that two can play the game; of part-time lo-vers.

You and me; part-time lov-ers.

But, she and he; part-time lov-ers.