Stephen Fretwell - Lyrics

I saw you dancin'
You moved like Sinatra
On speed

Lights were a flashin'
And tongues were a waggin'
Over you

It's too late, for trying
It's too late, for denying
All those little things you and me have done
I'm sorry hun', I was hoping
For a rain call

Mix of your hair from the sun

Ah but nothing

All alone magpies come

I saw you dancin'
You moved like Sinatra
On speed

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