Tokyo Rose
Where are you? What are you waiting for?
This is not a race
Are you trying to spend my time, spend time
You in the corner, come closer
I can see your face
I can see it in mine
Oh I see it in mine
You tell a story like Tokyo Rose
I got the picture from the stains on your clothes
Didn't they tell you 'bout the shape I'm in?
In this condition of carnal sin
Confuse me, try to talk
Like those stains on the sidewalk
It's what she said, gets in my head
The sun's up, you wake up
That beauty at the bus stop
Turns my head, go back to bed
You tell a story like Tokyo Rose
I got the picture from the stains on your clothes
Didn't they tell you 'bout the shape I'm in?
In this condition of carnal sin
We'll be alright, we'll be alright
We'll be alright, we'll be alright
I tried to warn you
I tried to warn you
We'll be alright, alright
You tell a story like Tokyo Rose
I got the picture from the stains on your clothes
Didn't they tell you 'bout the shape I'm in?
In this condition of carnal sin
You tell a story like Tokyo Rose
I got the picture from the stains on your clothes
Didn't they tell you 'bout the shape I'm in?
In this condition of carnal sin
You tell a story
You tell a story
You tell a story
This is not a race
Are you trying to spend my time, spend time
You in the corner, come closer
I can see your face
I can see it in mine
Oh I see it in mine
You tell a story like Tokyo Rose
I got the picture from the stains on your clothes
Didn't they tell you 'bout the shape I'm in?
In this condition of carnal sin
Confuse me, try to talk
Like those stains on the sidewalk
It's what she said, gets in my head
The sun's up, you wake up
That beauty at the bus stop
Turns my head, go back to bed
You tell a story like Tokyo Rose
I got the picture from the stains on your clothes
Didn't they tell you 'bout the shape I'm in?
In this condition of carnal sin
We'll be alright, we'll be alright
We'll be alright, we'll be alright
I tried to warn you
I tried to warn you
We'll be alright, alright
You tell a story like Tokyo Rose
I got the picture from the stains on your clothes
Didn't they tell you 'bout the shape I'm in?
In this condition of carnal sin
You tell a story like Tokyo Rose
I got the picture from the stains on your clothes
Didn't they tell you 'bout the shape I'm in?
In this condition of carnal sin
You tell a story
You tell a story
You tell a story
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Writer(s): David Bruce Campbell
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