Texty

Bones of an impressive romance Scattered all across the sands A secret safe with all the world Too vain to seem so capable Can you hear it calling? Do you feel warmer As the hired hand's exposed? How can a pretty painted shell Send them all packing off to Hell? A freight train laughs and rattles by You kissed the girls and made them die Can you hear it calling? Do you feel warmer As the hired hand's exposed? And I'll never come here again And we will never come here again And we will never play here again, again Can you hear it calling? Do you feel warmer As the hired hand's exposed? After her call After her call After her call Did I call? Can you hear it calling? Do you feel warmer As the hired hand's exposed? After her call After her call After her call And she calls
Writer(s): Ian George Brown, John Squire Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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