"Thinking about you..."
Been thinking about you,
Your records are here,
Your eyes are on my wall, your teeth are over there.
And I’m still no one, and your my star,
What do you care?
Been thinking about you,
But there’s no rest,
Should I still love you, still see you in bed.
But I’m playing with myself, what do you care?
When the other men are far, far better.
And all the things you’ve got,
All the things you’ll need.
Who bought you cigarettes?
Who bribed the company to come and see you honey?
I’ve been thinking about you,
And there’s no rest,
Should I still love you, still see you in bed?
But I’m playing with myself, what do you care?
When the other men are far, far better.
Been thinking about you,
You’re records are here,
Your eyes are on my wall, your teeth are over there,
But I’m still no one, and your my star,
What do you care?
And all the things you’ve got,
All the things you’ll need,
Who bought you cigarettes?
Who bribed the company to come and see you...... play.........
Been thinking about you...
Your records are here,
Your eyes are on my wall, your teeth are over there.
And I’m still no one, and your my star,
What do you care?
Been thinking about you,
But there’s no rest,
Should I still love you, still see you in bed.
But I’m playing with myself, what do you care?
When the other men are far, far better.
And all the things you’ve got,
All the things you’ll need.
Who bought you cigarettes?
Who bribed the company to come and see you honey?
I’ve been thinking about you,
And there’s no rest,
Should I still love you, still see you in bed?
But I’m playing with myself, what do you care?
When the other men are far, far better.
Been thinking about you,
You’re records are here,
Your eyes are on my wall, your teeth are over there,
But I’m still no one, and your my star,
What do you care?
And all the things you’ve got,
All the things you’ll need,
Who bought you cigarettes?
Who bribed the company to come and see you...... play.........
Been thinking about you...
posted by intimateSTRANGER at 1:03 da tarde
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"In My Secret Life"
I saw you this morning.
You were moving so fast.
Can’t seem to loosen my grip
On the past.
And I miss you so much.
There’s no one in sight.
And we’re still making love
In My Secret Life.
I smile when I’m angry.
I cheat and I lie.
I do what I have to do
To get by.
But I know what is wrong,
And I know what is right.
And I’d die for the truth
In My Secret Life.
Hold on, hold on, my brother.
My sister, hold on tight.
I finally got my orders.
I’ll be marching through the morning,
Marching through the night,
Moving cross the borders
Of My Secret Life.
Looked through the paper.
Makes you want to cry.
Nobody cares if the people
Live or die.
And the dealer wants you thinking
That it’s either black or white.
Thank G-d it’s not that simple
In My Secret Life.
I bite my lip.
I buy what I’m told:
From the latest hit,
To the wisdom of old.
But I’m always alone.
And my heart is like ice.
And it’s crowded and cold
In My Secret Life.
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