The Score

Lyrics
O I, I rented a motorbike And all night I had the fear But onward O how the terrifying choice Was clear, oh clear So white, the moon was a wicked sight His cruel wife had cut off an ear Oh when the fog cleared I heard the voices Of a million cheer, oh cheer This time the pleasure's all mine I've got your number I know the score And I'd be a hopeless romantic But for the fortune I made in gold La la la la la la My heart bent towards the circus tent A man in red beckoned me near Oh, in his wild eyes I saw the faces of a million cheer, oh cheer He said "this time the pleasure's all mine I've got your number, I know the score And you and your hopeless romantics Will wipe the highway I paved in gold" In his wild eyes oh how the terrifying choice Was clear... clear This time the pleasure's all mine I've got your number I know the score And I'd be a hopeless romantic But for the fortune I made in gold
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Credits
- Writers
- Sarah Slean