The Brian Baumann Band - Tell Me Your Secrets Lyrics

Tell me your secrets and I'll tell you mine
And we'll laugh with each other and have a good time
Tell me all of the things you do when no one's around
With the stereo up so they can't hear your sounds
Tell me the things you keep hidden under your bed
Or the secret desires hidden inside your head
And I won't tell a soul all these things that you say
Your secrets, your lifestyle or the games that you play
And they can't hear you now
They can't hear you now

Maybe you're a bit like Pat Robertson
Like to bet on the horses when your sermon's done
On the evils of gambling and the wages of sin
You lie through your teeth and show off your big grin
Or maybe you're like a republican sleaze
Having sex with young pages with the greatest of ease
Or like a dental hygienist when there's nobody there
Having sex with the patients as you play with their hair
And they can't hear you now
They can't hear you now

Night is the time when you pull down the shades
Take off your clothes and get whipped in a rage
The neighbors won't see you dancing with midgets in heat
Or exploring the curves of that schoolgirl's sweet feet
Or loving your puppy just a little too well
And sending love letters to satan in hell
There's nothing wrong with these things that you do
Living your life is best left up to you
And they can't hear you now
They can't hear you now

Now is the time I must bid you adieu
If you're not going to tell of the things that you do
When the neighbors can't see or your folks are away
I'd really like hearing of the games that you play
Your silence is unnerving, please speak your mind
For a good juicy story I have nothing but time
I know what you're thinking, you don't know me that well
But you can trust me... I'll never tell
And they can't hear you now
They can't hear you now