When you drive all night to the top of the hill
With your motor running high or low
With a high rise view of the city below
And a jag on the basement floor
Oh lord, oh lord
With the evening coming and a bag on the go
I've got your number in my mobile phone
I've got a driver coming at a quarter to 8
With a bottle on the patio
Oh lord, oh lord
Even the way that I comb my hair was once adapted to screen
This is the way I held myself from a fall well that just hadn't been seen
So excuse me if I fill out a page and show you something you once thought that you had
Betcha never seen this before x4
I wanna feel you getting close
When you need me most I'm gone
Lost in the moment drop out a sign
To your place, you're just alone
Oh lord, oh lord
Well you can say what you want but it's plain to see
That what I am you will never be
No I'm not just a pretty face on the scene
Within every page I'm an enemy
Oh lord, oh lord
Even the way that I comb my hair was once adapted to screen
This is the way I held myself from a fall well that just hadn't been seen
So excuse me if I fill out a page and show you something you once thought that you had
Betcha never seen this before x3
No you never seen this before
Betcha never seen this before x4
Even the way that I comb my hair was once adapted to screen
This is the way I held myself from a fall well that just hadn't been seen
So excuse me if I fill out a page and show you something you once thought that you had
Betcha never seen this before x7
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