David Weller

That David Weller
He's quite the fella
Got long curly hair
Puts Bolan in despair
He's so calm, he's so cool
Swaggers around like he's Jagger in the room
Don't he know it
Don't he show it

He's full of lies and got another man's eyes
Your hypnotised, lost in his mind
He's got a hold of you
Hold of you
There's nothing you can do
You can do
He's got a hold of you
Hold of you
There's nothing you can do
You can do

Look at those shades
There really his aids
Smart long coat
Pinned by his throat
On the dance floor there's no match
Hoping around like he's way to cool for cats
Don't he know it
Don't he show it

He's full of lies and got another mans eyes
Your hypnotised, lost in his mind
He's got a hold of you
Hold of you
There's nothing you can do
You can do
He's got a hold of you
Hold of you
There's nothing you can do
You can do

He's full of lies and got another mans eyes
Your hypnotised, lost in his mind
He's got a hold of you
Hold of you
There's nothing you can do
You can do
He's got a hold of you
Hold of you
There's nothing you can do
You can do



Credits
Writer(s): Alistair Bywater
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