Silver Tongued City Slickers

Head held high as he strolls in the room
Expensive smile, aimed and fired at you
Fawning over this fetching facade that was carefully crafted to woo
A spark in his eyes as he offers a light,
a smile, and a place to stay for the night
All that he's out for is a story to tell
All that I'm here for is you

All these lascivious city boys, how am I to compete?
My tongue isn't silver; it's tied and it's cheap
I can't offer you anything but honesty
And honestly, you could do so much better than me

He offers a drink in exchange for your time
He's breathing in sync, spewing well-rehearsed lines
Calm and detached, his charm is intact
And you don't seem perturbed by the slime
What he won't tell you is the second you're gone
He picks out another vic, quickly moves on
The same precise patter, in minutes he has her
Absorbed by his saccharine guise

All these lascivious city boys, how am I to compete?
My tongue isn't silver; it's tied and it's cheap
I can't offer you anything but honesty
And honestly, you could do so much better than
All these lascivious city boys



Credits
Writer(s): Hywel Lloyd Pitts, Rhys Dafydd Evans, David Michael Lyndon Thomas, Daniel Rhys Owen
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