Texty

Sometimes the truth seems simple in my mind Said out loud, makes me feel left behind Just gotta thank my lucky stars tonight Just gonna fake it 'til I make it right Devil watches every step I take Messing with the moves I'm tryin' to shake Every day we do God's little dance Never knowing when to take a chance Ah, woo, ooh Ooh, ooh Ah, woo, woo-hoo, ooh Ah, woo, ooh Money makes things seem so out of whack Drive away in my blue Cadillac Wheels are spinning out here on this ice Need someone to hug me real nice Ah, woo, ooh Ooh, ooh Walk in the room, starin' at the wall And I wonder what I came in for at all Need to travel out of my own brain It's hard to get in rhythm with this pain Someone tell me what the hell is wrong Nights always feel quiet and too long Oh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ah, woo, ooh Ooh, ooh
Writer(s): Norah Jones, Leon Michels Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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