Private Conversation

And his hand, it fell behind her As his arm, it reached around Oh, and she looked at the window And she watched the shade go down It was a private conversation No one heard her say That man she left behind her Was two thousand miles away A singing boy, pick up that fiddle Ooh, and play that steel guitar Ooh, and find yourself a lady Ooh, and dance right where you are Hey, hey-hey Hey, hey-hey There was a lonely girl from nowhere With a smile all sweet with pain Oh, and she never stopped to wonder Ooh, if she'd see him again It was a private conversation No one heard her say That man that she was looking for Was only 20 streets away Singing boy, pick up that fiddle Ooh, and play that steel guitar Ooh, and find yourself a lady Ooh, and dance right where you are Hey, hey-hey Hey, hey-hey And the band, it just kept playing Oh, as she came walking in Oh, and he never stopped to wonder Ooh, if he'd see her again It was a private conversation No one heard him say That girl he left behind him Was two thousand miles away He just sang, boy, pick up that fiddle Ooh, and play that steel guitar Ooh, and find yourself a lady Ooh, and dance right where you are Hey, hey-hey Hey, hey-hey And the moral of this story Is, I guess, it's easier said than done Oh, look at what you've been through And to see what you've become Well, it's a private conversation No one hears you say Well, it's a private conversation Hey, hey-hey Hey, hey-hey Hey, hey-hey Hey, hey-hey And his hand, it fell behind her As his arm, it reached around Oh, and she looked at the window And she watched the shade go down It was a private conversation No one heard her say It was a private conversation No one heard her say It was a private conversation No one heard her say It was a private conversation Hey, hey-hey Hey, hey-hey Hey, hey-hey Hey, hey-hey Hey, hey-hey Hey, hey-hey Hey, hey-hey