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Artiste:
Premier (The)
Titre:
There Can Only Be One Intercontinental Champion
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These neon lights are throwing stones at your bedroom window And baby, who are you to resist a charm like that A charm like that Footprints in the snow are in dance steps Offices resemble chandeliers when your eyes are still wet And the man on the radio sends the next one out to you For all the lovers in the room For all the lovers in the room Does he mix your drinks while you're falling asleep Whispering you love me Does he mix your drinks Does he tell you just what you need to believe Does he mix your drinks And you're all dolled up for these nights of your life And I can't divert my eyes She looks so damn nice in that ensemble at twilight At twilight Could you re-read your lines Take it from the part where you start to cry Cause I know what to say this time That we're just pawns in tight designer jeans That it's not your fault that you weren't thinking It's okay cause you've been drinking darling So raise your glass to me That we're just pawns in tight designer jeans That it's not your fault that you weren't thinking It's okay cause you've been drinking darling So raise your glass to me Blackout, midnight Choked up, apologize Cigarette, lipstick Dry eyes, show time Does he mix your drinks Does he mix you Does he mix your drinks while you're falling asleep Whispering you love me Whispering you love me Does he mix your drinks Does he tell you just what you need to believe Does he mix your drink Does he, does he So meet me on Front Street when you sober up a bit, baby And lead me through back streets and alleys She smiles the loudest sound that I've ever heard As we sidestep to the tune of falling chandeliers The man on the radio is crying out his eyes As he whispers his "I love yous" and "goodnights" Helicopter blades cut off reflected light Cut reflected light I love you, goodnight