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Smooth Talker
04:01
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You see him walkin’ in, tall, dark, hands you a smile
In front of him stands one beauty of a lady
What you wouldn’t give to change places with her
Another lonely round sits there waiting on the table
All around laughter dances here and there
You didn’t notice him right next to you as he offered you a drink
What choice did you have?
You didn’t know, how could you know?
Better watch out for the smooth talker, baby
Better look out for the smooth talker, baby
Better look out now before he takes you home
Pretty little thing like you says he’ll call his own
As dawn creeps in and he is gone
The smooth talker got ya, baby
You can’t help but smile
Been too long since you felt a little something in your bones bringing you to life
Better watch out for the smooth talker, baby
Better look out for the smooth talker, baby
Better look out now before he takes you home
Pretty little thing like you says he’ll call his own
As dawn creeps in and he is gone
The smooth talker got ya, baby
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In The Lines
03:43
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In the lines, I can color in the lines
In the lines, I can color in the lines
But before my soul can fly, fly away
I'd have to sit right down and listen
While I'm missing out on life
In a line, I can walk in a line
In a line, I can walk in a line
Yeah I saw how you tried
To make me follow you
Would it make my dreams come true or deceive me
Please believe I'm set for life
All your lines, I can cut all your lines
Your lines, I can cut all your lines
With tears in my eyes I see
There's nothing that I, I can do
That'll be enough for you
And I'm losing, losing myself
Yeah, I'm losing, losing myself
To the lies, one more time
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2 AM
03:56
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2 AM, smoke surrounds us as we watch the crowds go by, walking down the street
2 AM, I watch the madness unfolding in front of me everywhere I look
2 AM, a match is burning striking up just one more try before the long ride home
2 AM, misguided footsteps wander in right through the door and take one look around
The conversations in the air reflecting on another city night
He’s pleased to meet her, she might not care, her tired eyes are throwing in the towel
2 AM, a night’s frustrations have been running through his mind with last call come and gone
He takes a pull, relaxes back and lets his worries drift away in disappearing rings
For him it’s just the way it goes, the door was open now it’s closed, lost for one more night
For her it’s much the same it seems, for what feels like eternity, without an end in sight
The conversations in the air reflecting on another city night
He’s pleased to meet her, she might not care, her tired eyes are throwing in the towel
The conversations in the air reflecting on another city night
He’s pleased to meet her, she might not care, her tired eyes are throwing in the towel
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4. |
Written In A Day
05:13
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