You two were friends before we met, it's not my place to say it. And he seems like an honest guy, but he looks at you with hungry eyes, all of the time. The thought has never crossed your mind, you feel more like a sister. And he has lovers of his own, but they're more like pretty alibis, and he cannot disguise, the things I recognize in those eyes. Oh, baby, you know what I'm saying, you don't want it to be true. But you can never know a brother's heart like I do 'cause I have been where he is now. He's awful nice, but he looks at you with hungry eyes. Oh, yes... I wouldn't wish to make it worse, by raising heck about it. There is a quiet understanding, that I simply beat him to the prize. But if you must get wise, the answer ever lies in those eyes. In those eyes... It's that look in his eyes.