Belle

Belle - Your Cover's Blown lyrics

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Say what you want and leave your shyness home

Do what you want and write a little poem

Leave it for her and live another day

And you should leave it for her the girl around the way



Write down a list of things you want to do

Leave it in work because you want to live a little

Pick up the girl in someone's borrowed mini

Take her to dinner, use her boyfriend's money



Hey lady, put the phone down

Cancel all operations

Tell your friends to cool it

Your cover's blown I want to see you alone

Cancel all operations

Tell your friends to cool it

Your cover's blown



Planning a break is such a tricky thing

Because you move to the country, she comes back again

And then you move to the city but she goes abroad

Is she telling you something, is she getting bored?



I'll make a rough plan to sleep around

I'm in a rut I need a change

I'm a lazy rat if I am honest

My bold change of tack will fade out with the summer

I've got no appetite and all the girls are bummers



My baby doesn't look at me

The way I want her to look

She doesn't comprend

My baby's got it going on

She's got a friend hid in every street in this town



I want to go out but there's nobody home I'll go on my own

Thus starts the lonely walking

There's always too much talking I should have stayed home

She starts her cool caressing

The kid, she starts undressing

I should've stayed home

The dj's picking up speed

That's something I just don't need

I should've stayed home

The gossip's bearing down on me

The kids are pairing off in front of me

I should've stayed home

I should've stayed home

I think I'll go home



Listen lady, put the phone down

Cancel all operations

Tell your friends to cool it

Your cover's blown I need to see you alone

Cancel all operations

Tell your friends to cool it

Listen lady, leave your  phone down

Cancel all operations 

Tell your friends to cool it

Your cover's blown I need to see you alone

Cancel all operations

Tell your friends to cool it



Hey lady, meet my mum and dad

You're a strange aberration

In this land of potted plants and boxlike houses

Where the girls like mouses

Breathe a long sigh of resignation

You resign your self to keep on growing

Like the seeds you're sowing

You're a strange apparition

In this land of grammar schools and gala days

The ladies set in their ways

You had a long conversation

With a kid next door

He's a little slow

But in your favour, it shows



Cancel all operations

Tell your friends to move out to the sticks

Listen lady, leave the boy home

Cancel all operations

Tell your friends there's more to you than this
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Language: English

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