Another evening working late, you're stuck at the office
Another weekend's canceled date, another last-minute conference
You're telling me you're sorry, but business is so pressing
But for a Saturday at work, I can see the way you're dressing

  Don't think I can bear it
  'cause your eyes will share it
  You never used to wear it
  Eyeliner... on a Saturday afternoon

I'm watching you prepare as you leave the house
Not casual attire: short skirt and low-cut blouse
New haircut and new shoes, and don't think I've forgotten 
There's satin and black lace where there used to just be cotton

  Don't think I can bear it
  'cause your eyes will share it
  You never used to wear it
  Eyeliner... on a Saturday afternoon

    Is it the guy from the company outing?
    Is it the new guy down in Accounting?
    Or your friend who works at the Gap in the mall?
    (Maybe he's not gay after all)
    The friend back in high school you wish you'd kissed, or
    Is it my brother?  Is it my sister?
    Is it your boss? I'm filled with disgust
    I never trusted him