I like it smooth, I like it slow
I like it glorious—let the candle glow
I like it art deco, curves and chrome
If you’ve got the fire, don’t leave it alone
I like a whisper that knows its place
A touch that lingers, a look with grace
So if you’re hiding something gold
Don’t keep it locked—I want it told
I’m the kind of woman, velvet and flame
I don’t ask for much—just your real name
I see the way you move, like you’ve danced with ghosts
But I’m not here for secrets—I want the most
I like to know, yeah baby, I like to know
What kind of man you are when the lights hang low
Do you dance in the dark, do you sing in the rain
Do you carry your joy, do you bury your pain
I like to know, oh sugar, I like to know
Are you thunder wrapped in a lover’s glow
Do you kiss with truth, do you lie with style
Do you stay for love, or just stay awhile
I like it whispered, I like it bold
I like it vintage, stories never told
I like it reckless, but only if it’s true
So tell me, baby—what’s hiding in you
I’ve seen the charm, I’ve felt the game
But I’m not here to play the same
I want the man beneath the show
So if you’ve got it, let it flow
Are you the kind that stays, or the kind that roams
Do you build your house, or live in poems
I’m not asking for promises, not tonight
Just give me your truth in the candlelight
Do you dream in jazz, do you pray in blues
Do you love like fire, do you lose like you choose
I’m not here to guess, I’m not here to chase
I just want the man behind the face
I like to know, yeah baby, I like to know
What kind of man you are when the curtains close
Do you burn for love, do you fade with grace
Do you leave a mark, or just leave a trace
I like to know, oh darling, I like to know
So if you’ve got it, baby—let it show
I’m not here to guess, I’m not here to play
I want the truth you hide away
I like to know…
I like to know…
So if you’ve got it, baby…
Let it show.....baby....baby  Let... it ...show....

🌹Thanks to the players from H.C. and Del's studio

All Rights held by songwriter Edwin H. Balder. 

Be sure to visit Tina's playlist here: 
https://soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/sets/tina-talone-may-this-kind-of?si=c962a19838244cafab03c08ba110c75f&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

And Tina's new music video here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6TZvNm4nfdQ

I Like to Know By Tina Talone

In the shadows of Apache Junction, at the foot of the majestic Superstition Mountains, sits a weathered hacienda. This desert oasis is home to an enigmatic figure, a songwriter whose journey reads like a long, dusty road of honky-tonk bars and college cafeterias. He wasn't chasing fame or glitter; instead, he chose the soul-crushing beauty of music for music's sake.

Years spent hunched over sticky barroom tables and scribbling lyrics on napkins earned him a reputation—not in the spotlight but in the back rooms where deals are made. He wrote melodies that found their way into the hearts of stars who had lost their own muse. He sold his creations for cash, with no recognition, but the whisper of his songs carried the weight of his soul.

Finally, he bought this piece of desert paradise—a stable income from his timeless songs allowed him to live comfortably, if anonymously. Here in this hacienda, with his family beside him and the mountains as his backdrop, he found the peace to write hits under his own name. He chuckled at the irony that now, without chasing fame, he could create music that brought him joy.

In the end, it was never about the spotlight. It was about the journey, the stories, and the songs that wrote themselves through his life. As the sun set behind the Superstitions, casting long shadows over the hacienda, he strummed his guitar and sang—content, unknown, and unburdened by the world's gaze.


Copyright 2019 Edwin H. Balder

I may be dead when fame comes but my real glory was always JULIE & The Kids. Thank you for such love

Born in Monterrey , NL, México. Living now in St Louis, Missouri.

I Like to Know By Tina Talone

Edwin Balder