Naked Man
Abby Johnson
Find me in private, don’t make a scene
I told you my red flags were the prettiest shade of pink
It was clear, it was true
All the sweetest words coming right out of you
You can’t take a naked man’s clothes
I can’t learn what I already know
A suit of armor in the corner
A good friend with her head on my shoulder
I shrug her off to go out and meet ya
You buy me a drink that makes my grass look greener
You can’t take a naked man’s clothes
I can’t learn what I already know
You can’t take a naked man’s clothes
All the signs can’t tell me where to go
Find me in private and in my dreams
Or the sweet spot right in between
Kiss your old friends, hug the new
Silver and gold can’t hold a match to you
You can’t take a naked man’s clothes
I can’t learn what I already know
You can’t take a naked man’s clothes
All the signs can’t tell me where to go