One Thing Leads to Another

You don’t judge a book by the state that it’s in
You don’t judge a book by its cover
You don’t judge a book by its coffee stains
That’s how one thing leads to another

She snakes off her clothes and the old man stares
He’s running his hand through her golden hair
She’s thinking, you know, how she shouldn’t be there
‘Cause that’s how one thing leads to another

You don’t judge a book by the state that it’s in
You don’t judge a book by its cover
You don’t judge a man by the shade of his skin
That’s how one thing leads to another

She lays on his bed in the candle flame
Some things lost you don’t recover
And love has its thorn buried deep in his shame
As one thing leads to another
As one thing leads to another