Lyrics

Man There (Brewster) You're wasting your time, she's made up her mind The circuit is closed and nobody knows She's got a man there The magic is gone, protected too long She's a staute in flames She's found a new game She's got a man there Still nothing satisfies, no peace of mind Don't cry when the glamour dies It happens all the time Out past midnight every night Keeping secrets out of sight Making love till morning light She's got a man there