Gin Testo

Testo Gin

flirting with this stranger
Some guy
And sometimes I'm like a stupid little girl
Dressed up in my mama's high heeled shoes
And I'm playing at these grown up games
And I don't even know the rules
And I'm lying to myself
And I'll be lying next to him
Burying my loneliness in this gin
And I'll be flying high again
Band plays some slow number
And the booze is in my head
And these unknown hands caress my back
I'm gonna wake in an unfamiliar bed
When the last song is finished
And the band starts to pack it up
Bartender calls, â❬ŝCome on folks let's finishâ❬
He knows we've had too much
And outside in the parking lot
We're gonna linger â❬˝til the last car drives away
And I'm thinking I can love this guy just tonight
Keep my devils all at bay
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In the darkness of this room
We can't see each other's eyes
And sweet blindness makes love to me
Approves of my disguise
In the morning not much to say
Words hang heavy in the air
And I quickly throw on my wrinkled dress
Run my fingers through my tangled messed up hair
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