@migu music@

He's like a whip that doesn't crack

You'll take a sip and you're on your back

Those big blue eyes are hard to reach

So impossible it makes you me

Like a guitar that cries for days

Seduces you in a thousand ways

You feel his dreams now you're uptight

It makes any girl we can out of sight

Cause he's not undercover

He walks past his lovers

And the others know there's no defense

There is no evidence

He creates an illusion

That leads to confusion

And you give up your common sense

Well that's my two cents

He's like a wall that's made of steel

Too cold to touch

But not much to feel

His silent smile he shares with you

The tricks of the trade

He's glad to lose

Into thin air he disappears

Gives one last look and frozen leaf

Your heart for sure is good as gone

Love's a TV set

That says it's nothing on

Cause he's not undercover

He walks past his lovers

And the others know there's no defense

There is no evidence

He creates an illusion

That leads to confusion

And you give up your common sense

Well that's my two cents

There's no behind with the problems of a glint

All the coins dissipate

When there are no fingerprints

Don't retrace your steps

'Cause his story's letting you

A one man casino

If you spin the wheel you lose

Cause he's not undercover

He walks past his lovers

And the others know there's no defense

There is no evidence

He creates an illusion

That leads to confusion

And you give up your common sense

Well that's my two cents