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Pretenders
Pretenders
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Chip Taylor
Chip Taylor
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Stephen Street
Stephen Street
Production
Bob Clearmountain
Bob Clearmountain
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Paroles

There'll be no strings to bind your hands Not if my love can bind your heart And there's no need to take a stand For it was I who chose to start I see no reason to take me home I'm old enough to face the dawn Just call me angel of the morning, angel Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby Just call me angel of the morning, angel Then slowly turn away from me Maybe the sun's light will be dim And it won't matter any how If morning's echo says we've sinned Well, it was what I wanted now And if we're the victims of the night I won't be blinded by the light Just call me angel of the morning, angel Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby Just call me angel of the morning, angel Then slowly turn away I won't beg you to stay with me Through the tears of the day Of the years, oh baby baby, baby baby Just call me angel of the morning, angel Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby Just call me angel of the morning, angel Just touch my cheek before you leave me, darlin' Just call me angel of the morning, angel Just touch my cheek before you leave me, darlin'
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