Paradox

Cafe Noise

Licky

Impromptu Piano Arpeggio With  Violin

Original track by Phil Dutton & Les Corlett
Lyrics...

Last night I threw my back out,
Dancing like I did in '92.
I guess I wished for something better. 
It's not down to my age,
But my brand new shoes.

You smell of cheap perfume and cigarettes,
You haven't got style and your hair's a mess.
I got sober and I got fixed,
You haven't got a potion in your little bag of tricks,
To ever make me wanna waste my time on you.

I spent my day in quiet reflection,
I spent what little time I had,
To show you the real affection.
Now isn't that kind of sad?
As always I am lying to cover up the pain,
You're beautiful my dear and I must be insane.

You smell of cheap perfume and cigarettes,
You haven't got style and your hair's a mess.
I got sober and I got fixed,
You haven't got a potion in your little bag of tricks,
To ever make me wanna waste my time on you.

Well pardon me for being so forward,
I've been wanting to ask you,
Are you feeling lonely?
Well so have I but that's too bad.
I can sometimes feel a rush,
That comes to me from out of nowhere.

I'm rambling on like a force of nature,
I'm talking too much,
Am I starting to bore?
If I could hold on for only a moment, 
I'd tell you, Id tell you the truth,
I couldn't love you, I couldn't love you more.

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