Almost Gothic

I'm working on gospel time these days
(Summer, the summer
This could be the cool part of the summer)
The sloe-eyed creature in the reckless room, she's so severe
A wise child walks right out of here
I'm so excited I can barely cope
I'm sizzling like an isotope

I'm on fire, so cut me some slack
First she's way gone, then she comes back
She's all business, then she's ready to play
She's almost Gothic in a natural way

This house of desire is built foursquare
(City, the city
The cleanest kitten in the city)
When she speaks, it's like the slickest song I've ever heard
I'm hanging on her every word
As if I'm not already blazed enough
She hits me with the cryptic stuff

That's her style, to jerk me around
First she's all feel, then she cools down
She's pure science with a splash of black cat
She's almost Gothic, and I like it like that

This dark place, so thrilling and new
It's kind of like the opposite of an aerial view
Unless I'm totally wrong
I hear her rap, and, brother, it's strong

I'm pretty sure that what she's telling me is mostly lies
But I just stand there hypnotized
I'll just have to make it work somehow
I'm in the amen corner now

It's called love, I spell L-U-V
First she's all buzz, then she's noise-free
She's bubbling over, then there's nothing to say
She's almost Gothic in a natural way

She's old school, then she's, like, young
Little Eva meets the Bleecker Street brat
She's almost Gothic, but it's better than that



Credits
Writer(s): Walter Becker, Donald Fagen
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