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Perfect Affair “No matter how right it feels, it can still be wrong.” MP3 DOWNLOAD | Print | Back to "The Driving Years" Written and arranged by Martin Oetting. Written: 2000 Recorded: 2000, on Tascam 424 Musicians: coyote – guitars, bass, drum programming, vocals Lyrics: You don’t race me up the stairs And you don’t feed me fine white wine You don’t teach me games of cards We don’t go out at night to dine You brush your teeth but once a week You don’t smell extraordinary You never smile, you never laugh You don’t drink beer at noon with Harry In the end you leave no trace Ain’t nothing but a pretty face No heart involved and I don’t care That’s why it’s a perfect affair Calvin and Hobbes bore you to death You don’t understand what I may think You snore too loud at night in bed You don’t smoke and you never drink My friends in Paris hate your guts And you don’t walk that lovely walk Kissing you ain’t no real pleasure And you can never stop to talk In the end you leave no trace Ain’t nothing but a warm embrace No heart involved and I don’t care That’s why it’s a perfect affair And when I play my favorite tapes With music that reverberates I catch the groove, I hit the beat To sing along feels oh so sweet But then you come to ride with me And tell me I sing horribly You don’t like Italian food You’re always on your mobile phone A language joke is lost on you You’ve got no friends, you’re all alone You’re timid, shy, afraid of people You’re never cool, you're never lazy I can’t stand the way you laugh And when you drive it makes me crazy In the end these things will pass Ain’t nothing but a sexy ass No heart involved and I don’t care That’s why it’s a perfect affair And if I had to give advice I’d say that this is really nice Have fun in bed, don’t lose your heart The way to travel really smart MP3 DOWNLOAD | Print | Back to "The Driving Years" |
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