The night was young and I had on me
A black dress and dark silk stockings
High heel shoes and thin laced underwear
The night was young and I had on me
A whole new perfume and red on my lips
Some fresh confidence and a smile on my face.

When the night went deep he took off of me
My black dress, my high heels
My silk stockings and my underwears.
The night was deep and he gave to me
A men's scent for my skin and a kiss on the lips
For my confidence a blanket of malice.

When the night went dead I looked at myself
There were no shoes, no dress, no make up to see.
The sun was rising and though he undressed me
His scent and his taste and the memories
As a whole new outfit, felt too much for me.

Because he forgot to take the rest of it
My dress of skin and my beating pulse
I'm still overdressed honey, I'm still overdressed

Next time, next time you undress me
Do it properly darling, do it properly.