Dance Of The Pretenders

Baby don't need no racing car,
To reach your heart, it ain't there
Wanderin' lovers are what we are,
Betrayal's what we share

Silver tongue and pretty face,
They are your sword and spear
Blind faith, lined with tears
Was my Achilles' heel

The dance floor's empty babe,
The band's disappeared
As we waltz around on cracked floors,
To the beat of our fears

We walked down the road,
Lighting lamps as we passed by
Treading on uncertain grounds,
Just to get high

Rolled cigarettes and cheap wine, babe
We ain't each other's souvenirs
Our mind's as clear as the next song girl,
If only I could make you hear

We walked down the road,
Lighting lamps as we passed by
Treading on uncertain grounds,
Just to get high



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