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Tempted

Með því að: Squeeze
Album: Excess Moderation
Land: *****
Konar tónlist: *****
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Squeeze » Tempted

(difford/tilbrook)

I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste
A flannel for my face
Pyjamas, a hairbrush
New shoes and a case
I said to my reflection
Let's get out of this place
Past the church and the steeple
The laundry on the hill
Billboards and the buildings
Memories of it still
Keep calling and calling
But forget it all
I know i will

Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What's been going on
Now that you have gone
There's no other
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered

I'm at the car park, the airport
The baggage carousel
The people keep on crowding
I'm wishing i was well
I said it's no occasion
It's no story i could tell

At my bedside empty pocket
A foot without a sock
Your body gets much closer
I fumble for the clock
Alarmed by the seduction
I wish that it would stop

I bought a novel, some perfume
A fortune all for you
But it's not my conscience
That hates to be untrue
I asked of my reflection
Tell me what is there to do


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Dr. Jazz
It's Over
Revue
Model
I Think I'm Go Go
The Knack
Tempted
Cold Shoulder
Trust
Maidstone
Blood And Guts
Going Crazy
Christmas Day
Stranger Than The Stranger On The Shore
Letting Go
Piccadilly
Woman's World
The Truth
Peyton Place
Hope Fell Down
Separate Beds
The Apple Tree
Melody Motel
Within These Walls Of Without You
House Of Love
When The Hangover Strikes
Loving You Tonight
The Elephant Ride
What Have They Done?
Take Me I'm Yours
Tough Love
His House Her Home
Striking Matches
No Place Like Home
On My Mind Tonight
What The Butler Saw
If I Didn't Love You
Tongue Like A Knife
Some Fantastic Place
Squabs On Forty Fab

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