Failure, lack of daring
when parts of me need sharing,
staring, in the bar-mirror
my ! but she's a killer,
kinda puts you in a place
where your blood begins to race
you're uneasy, out of sorts
striking all the wrong chords
On the make, or on the take
makes no difference
in an upside-down world
where it's women
only girls can do you
Sure I like your antics
you bet I'm a romantic
but I like it in small doses
your passion and your roses
I know I've had enough
when it tends to get so rough
that I'm crying in my pillow
piling up my sorrow
refr.
I think your plane is hi-jacked
I can see your train is packed
with memories of yesterday
the things your parents say
the come-ons of the studs
all nipped in the bud
there's somewhere we could go
with reserve and guilt in tow
refr.
1980. Met muziek van Ludo Mariman op diens LP later CD You never know what's yours uit 1989
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