(Difford/Tilbrook). . I think to myself when we kiss. Your husband is watching. From his portrait his eyes are looking down. On the slipper and stocking.
WARNING: These lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. They represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see.. . Related. .
(Difford/Tilbrook). . Up in the morning. Politely yawning. There's frost on the roof of the car. First cigarette puffs. Gold links in my cuffs. Egg on the shirt of my heart.
You're no dame, I'm no duke. Somehow love is a fluke. We've survived thick and thin. Taking knocks on the chin. . In the eyes of the sad. We may be barking mad.
(Difford/Tilbrook). . Bar illuminations shiver. Shadows on the street. The Cypriot sailors. Find the world back at their feet. Endless days of tobacco nights by the radio.
(Difford/Holland). . The saddest thing I've ever seen. Was a starving face on my TV screen. The desperate face that I saw. Had my disbelief hanging from my jaw.
Somethin's happenin' to me, deep in my heart. Really can't imagine what is tearing me apart. Got a spell on me must be your way. I'm acting really pityful girl I must say.
I'm thinking about the images. Stored in my memory bank. I'm lost inside a paradise. My mind goes all blank. And on the floor a leopard skin. Ooo she's all legs and lips.
Joseph and sweet Mary scratching in the sand. His lost expression like he doesn't understand. But she seems happy and that's all that really counts. So they keep moving but, oh Lord, he has his doubts.
Enough of London let's take a break. No more excuses no time to waste. Pack up a suitcase drive to the coast. Just for the weekend let's hit the road.
I feel my chin hit my chest. As I do my best to stay calm. I feel my face start to ache. As I try to shake the alarm. . As I roll on my side. There? s a smile on her face.
Sitting there at home, he arrived home late. With no more blood cells to inebriate. He lunged at her there, she fell from the couch. He grabbed her body as he pulled her down.
(Wilkinson). . Love is the liar that no one can blame. Everyone knows how it feels. All of us given to lose or to gain. So I won't question your reasons for keeping me.
I met her in a pool room. Her name I didn't catch. She looked like something special. The kind who'd understand. The room was almost spinning. She pulled another smile.
(Difford/Tilbrook). . Down at the dogs the bets are placed. A wad of notes rolled in a hand. The floodlit track is center stage. For winning hounds to take the stand.
She pulls her face and comes around, she sets my feet on underground. She pulls her face & closed the door, I can? t see what she? s lookin? for. . Pick up the pace, pull down your clothes, make love your place and go.
WARNING: These lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. They represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see.. . Like trying to knock down pins with marbles in my hand.
Get lucky, Get jumping, but get smart. Get walking, get loving, but get smart. Get ready, get cooking, get everybody looking. But get smart. Get evil, get nasty, but get smart.
I spent too much money. Looked far too glad. Now I have so little of what I once had. I had too many parties I had too much time. I got so lazy and fell well behind.
WARNING: These lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. They represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see.. . There's evil in goodness and goodness in bad.