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Joan Armatrading
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Moves
Lyricist:Joan Armatrading Composer:Joan Armatrading
Here comes the glare Here comes the glare I cannot see, I cannot see When you appear, you dazzle
Poor me, pity on me Why don't I know How to make those moves?
I picked your face From a thousand smiles And now the knees They start to shake
And all the people Take a look And once again I'm thinking
Poor me, pitiful me Why don't I know How to make those moves?
I picked your face From a thousand smiles And stand there vacant Rooted to the stupid floor
And too scared to think Get out the door Water, running down my back
Is this what it's like Before the soldiers attach? Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I'm gonna sharpen up my act I'm gonna get ya
Poor me, pity for me Why don't I know How to make those moves?
I picked your face From a thousand smiles Trying to be the invisible man And so scared, in case you don't see who I am
I don't want the label of an also ran I wanna be the guy With the flowers And the champagne
Other guys run around They pick and choose I choose you And I don't want to lose
I want you To alleviate my blues Just as long as you talk to me Just as long as you talk to me
Poor me, pity on me Why don't I know How to make those moves?
I picked your face From a thousand smiles Why don't I know how to make you mine?
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