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Sean_Clarke
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First time I have ever put up lyric out there for feedback, a mainly just right for myself/parties- played on accustic guitar, up tempo-
All and honest feedback apriciated- don't worry- thick skinned!
20:2:2
Bleach blonde hair and a too tight dress
Even in this light, you look a mess
Those dirty black eyes just don’t disguise
You 38 and your overweight
Twenty to two (and your on your own)
Twenty to two (don’t want to be alone)
Still waiting for someone to take you home
Vodka and orange to match your tan
Fishnet stockings cast out for a man
A Marlborough in your mouth you wait for a light
I think that you could be waiting all night
Twenty to two (and your on your own)
Twenty to two (don’t want to be alone)
Still waiting for someone to take you home
The queen of clubs with a broken heart
The hand you were dealt is falling apart
You smile at the dance floor, tap your high heel shoes
You’re out of time so there’s nothing to loose
Twenty to two (and your on your own)
Twenty to two (don’t want to be alone)
Still waiting for someone to take you home
He’s married, he’s 50, and he’s various vain
He didn’t buy you a drink, can’t remember your name
His hands on your arse as he smiles at his mate
He knows your past your sell by date
And its…
Twenty to two (when he takes you home)
For forty five minutes you’re not on your own-
The he calls you a cab but doesn’t walk you to the door
You know your going to spend another night alone
Alone, spend another night alone.
All and honest feedback apriciated- don't worry- thick skinned!
20:2:2
Bleach blonde hair and a too tight dress
Even in this light, you look a mess
Those dirty black eyes just don’t disguise
You 38 and your overweight
Twenty to two (and your on your own)
Twenty to two (don’t want to be alone)
Still waiting for someone to take you home
Vodka and orange to match your tan
Fishnet stockings cast out for a man
A Marlborough in your mouth you wait for a light
I think that you could be waiting all night
Twenty to two (and your on your own)
Twenty to two (don’t want to be alone)
Still waiting for someone to take you home
The queen of clubs with a broken heart
The hand you were dealt is falling apart
You smile at the dance floor, tap your high heel shoes
You’re out of time so there’s nothing to loose
Twenty to two (and your on your own)
Twenty to two (don’t want to be alone)
Still waiting for someone to take you home
He’s married, he’s 50, and he’s various vain
He didn’t buy you a drink, can’t remember your name
His hands on your arse as he smiles at his mate
He knows your past your sell by date
And its…
Twenty to two (when he takes you home)
For forty five minutes you’re not on your own-
The he calls you a cab but doesn’t walk you to the door
You know your going to spend another night alone
Alone, spend another night alone.