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I met you in the moonlight and I never was quite clear
If what you said was what you meant or what you meant was what you fear
But I took you at your word; were you ever so undone?
Your composure ran me reckless, your desire left me numb
I saw shifting sands retreat
Beneath my feet
Forty times in forty nights, the daggers plunging in
The question marks, the don't-recalls, I saw the cracks begin
Were you ever where you wanted, would you ever swear to be
The one and only one and done, you said these words to me
When the light comes creeping in
Hey, where you been?
One thing she spoke true
She loved me through and through
Chased her smoking gun
Don't know how I
Lost her in the sun
I chased you through the alleys and I chased you through the night
And I came convinced confessions that you built were watertight
And I came convinced you lived to lie, you lied to live it down
And I could no longer well abide the shadows as we drown
Could you look me in the eye
Not satisfied
One thing she spoke true
She loved me through and through
Chased her smoking gun
Don't know how I
Lost her in the sun
Well, you called me in the middle of a nightmare-riddled rest
And you told me that your shadow gone and put you to the test
And you told me you're in trouble, and you cried out in the night
But I had heard enough of stories, and I hung you up in spite
And that's the last I heard from you
And I pray it's true
One thing she spoke true
She loved me through and through
Chased her smoking gun
Don't know how I
Lost her in the sun
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Close your weary eyes
Lie awake in your disguise
Time will fade away
What is there to say
Save yourself just not today
Tell yourself the lies
Lose yourself tonight
Promise it will be alright
Waste another day
No you shouldn't pray
Ain't got nothing left to say
Time for morning light
Waiting for the rain
Things they all just stay the same
Ease your clouded mind
Through the passing time
Leave the wand'ring storms behind
Soldier through the grey
Can you feel me here
Doctor said that you could hear
Cannot say goodbye
Brave enough to cry
Never knew you flew so high
Nice to have you near
Lose yourself tonight
Promise it will be alright
Waste another day
No you shouldn't pray
Ain't got nothing left to say
Time for morning light
Waiting for the rain
Things they all just stay the same
Ease your clouded mind
Through the passing time
Leave the wand'ring storms behind
Soldier through the grey
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here you go again baby
asking questions all about how I feel
there it is again little lady
all up in my face with the things you could steal
never spent too much time thinking bout love
never thinking bout love
never thinking of..
never spent too much time thinking bout love
never thinking bout love
never thinking of..
there seems to be a difference baby
in the way we look at things
moving kinda fast little lady
keep on moving so quickly it's gonna sting
never spent too much time thinking bout love
never thinking bout love
never thinking of..
never spent too much time thinking bout love
never thinking bout love
never thinking of..
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George Smith - NYC
03:58
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I will try to post the words sometime soon. They are all scratch. I mean, the chorus is "let's rip the tops from cars and throw them in the river." Great date night.
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Tropicana Tuesday, bet it all on black
Dinner and a movies not her kind of snack
Skirts are short and bets are high
Lucky boy am I
I got it made with a devil in high heels
I'm not afraid of the devil in high heels
She's what it takes tonight
Play your cards right
Cocktail hour is midnight, tables start at 2
On my arm and dressed to kill, keeps her eyes on you
Dice are loaded, watch your hand
Hard to even stand
I got it made with a devil in high heels
I'm not afraid of the devil in high heels
She's what it takes tonight
Play your cards right
Breakfast starts at Tiffanys quickly to the suite
Lemonade and Tanqueray, her favorite kind of treat
Sheets are silk and lights are low
Please don't ever go
I got it made with a devil in high heels
I'm not afraid of the devil in high heels
She's what it takes tonight
Play your cards right
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Well I’m sitting on my rocking chair
I was hanging out with rockets red glare
We’re in Hell’s Kitchen
And everyone is bitchin
And sugar I don’t care
They don’t make movies like this anymore
They don’t make movies like this anymore
I’m at the trevi fountain
Hanging with Marcello
Drinking Chianti and feeling kind of mellow
The chef is in the kitchen
Zuppa did pasta he is dishin
And sweetheart I don’t care
They don’t make movies like this anymore
They don’t make movies like this anymore
I’m playing in las Vegas with dean and Sammy Davis
At the baccarat table
and the girls in the stable
And everyone is willing
If everyone is able
And honey I don’t care
They don’t make movies like this anymore
They don’t make movies like this anymore
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