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Kenny Rankin
Kenny Rankin
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Peter Marshall
Peter Marshall
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John Guerin
John Guerin
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Roy McCurdy
Roy McCurdy
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Wendy Haas
Wendy Haas
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Don Henley
Don Henley
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Glenn Frey
Glenn Frey
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Arif Mardin
Arif Mardin
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Don Costa
Don Costa
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City girls, seem to find out early How to open doors, with just a smile And a rich old man she won't have to worry She'll dress up in lace, go out in style A big old house gets lonely in the evening I guess every form of refuge has its price And it breaks her heart to think her love is only Given to a man with hands as cold as ice She tells him she must go out for the evening To comfort an old friend who is feelin' down He knows where she's goin' as she's leavin' She is headed for the cheatin' side of town You can't hide, your lyin' eyes And your smile, is a thin disguise I thought by now, you'd realize There ain't no way to hide your lyin' eyes. She gets up, she pours herself a strong one She looks at out the stars up in the sky. Another night, it's gonna be a long one She draws the shade and hangs her head to cry. My oh my, you sure know how to arrange things You set it up so well, so carefully Ain't it funny how your new life didn't change things? You're still the same old girl you used to be. You can't hide your lyin' eyes And your smile is a thin disguise I thought by now you'd realize There ain't now way to hide your lyin' eyes. Ain't no way to hide your lyin' eyes.
Writer(s): Glenn Lewis Frey, Donald Hugh Henley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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