No Imagination - 24-Bit Digital Remaster
Eyes that tell me, "Baby, you don't need no invitation"
Let me smoke another cigarette before I make a move
I can see me in the morning, losing my direction
Deep inside my overcoat, looking for the door
I don't want to stay with you
I just want to play with you
One sweet abbreviation sleeping like the dead
You think you're pretty, well, so do I
You came to me but, passion eyes
Got no imagination to clutter up my head
Eyes that mirror innocence and cannot sense the changes
Let's have another drink, dear, before we get deranged
I can see me in the morning, avoiding your detection
Slowly down the staircase, looking for the door
I don't want to stay with you
I just want to play with you
One sweet abbreviation sleeping like the dead
You think you're pretty, well, so do I
You came to me but, passion eyes
Got no imagination to clutter up my head
All is fair in love and war but I don't want your love no more
One sweet abbreviation sleeping like the dead
You're fragile and you're very green
Conditioned by a milk machine
Got no imagination
Got no imagination, no
Take a walk, kid
Eyes that tell me, "Baby, you don't need no invitation"
Let me smoke another cigarette before I make a move
I can see me in the morning, losing my direction
Deep inside my overcoat, footsteps for the door
Let me smoke another cigarette before I make a move
I can see me in the morning, losing my direction
Deep inside my overcoat, looking for the door
I don't want to stay with you
I just want to play with you
One sweet abbreviation sleeping like the dead
You think you're pretty, well, so do I
You came to me but, passion eyes
Got no imagination to clutter up my head
Eyes that mirror innocence and cannot sense the changes
Let's have another drink, dear, before we get deranged
I can see me in the morning, avoiding your detection
Slowly down the staircase, looking for the door
I don't want to stay with you
I just want to play with you
One sweet abbreviation sleeping like the dead
You think you're pretty, well, so do I
You came to me but, passion eyes
Got no imagination to clutter up my head
All is fair in love and war but I don't want your love no more
One sweet abbreviation sleeping like the dead
You're fragile and you're very green
Conditioned by a milk machine
Got no imagination
Got no imagination, no
Take a walk, kid
Eyes that tell me, "Baby, you don't need no invitation"
Let me smoke another cigarette before I make a move
I can see me in the morning, losing my direction
Deep inside my overcoat, footsteps for the door
Credits
Writer(s): Jimmy Destri
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