Žodžiai dainai: Robert Palmer. Ridin' High. (Love Is) The Tender Trap.

You see a pair of laughing eyes


And suddenly your sighing sighs
You're thinking nothing's wrong
You string along, boy, then snap!




Those eyes, those sighs, they're part of the tender trap




You're hand in hand beneath the trees
And soon there's music in the breeze


You're acting kind of smart, until your heart just goes wap!


Those trees, that breeze, they're part of the tender trap



Some starry night, when her kisses make you tingle
She'll hold you tight, and you'll hate yourself for being single




And all at once it seems so nice


The folks are throwing shoes and rice
You hurry to a spot, that's just a dot on the map



You're hooked, you're cooked, you're caught in the tender trap




Some starry night, when her kisses make you tingle

She'll hold you tight, and you'll hate yourself for being single



And all at once it seems so nice

The folks are throwing shoes and rice
You hurry to a spot that's just a dot on the map




And then you wonder how it all came about

It's too late now there's no gettin' out

You fell in love, and love is the tender trap