Nothing to hide
Lyrics by R. G. Theil, 11 September 1998
Some people read these scandal sheets
They need to know what's going on
But not so much about the weight of power
As what's happening in the wee small hours
Who's that woman in the short red dress
Slowly unrobing in her lover's nest
They've reached the point of clasping skin to skin
I've got nothing to hide (x3)
He lied, like you would too
The radio stations alive with the buzz
The media circus is up for the feast
Everyone's having their ten cents worth
Opinions supporting or spitting disgust
She's the woman, who's been hurt and scorned
Earning a crust just trying to get on
Seen half-naked, exploiting her sense of outrage
I've got nothing to hide (x3)
She sighed, I think that's true, I think that's true
Next time you vote, will it be for a saint?
Someone so clean that they've never borne guilt
Human, too human, to err is the proof
He's like one of us and that isn't enough
Didn't know she had another plan
As he succumbed to her sensual charms
Didn't know her obsession, was win all or bust
I've got nothing to hide (x3)
He lied
I've got nothing to hide (x3)
He lied
Like you would too (x3)
How about you?
