WHEN SMOKEY SINGS

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Debonair lullabies…

In melodies revealed

In deep despair

Or lonely nights

He knows just how you feel…

The slyest rhymes

The sharpest suits

In miracles made real

Like a bird in flight

On a hot sweet night

You know you're right just to

Hold her tight

He soothes it right

Makes it outta sight

And everything's good in the world…

Tonight…

When Smokey sings…

I hear violins

When Smokey sings…

I forget everything

As she's packing her things

As she's spreading her wings

The front door might slam

But the back door it rings

And Smokey sings…

He sings

Elegance in eloquence

For sale or rent or hire

Should I say yes

I match his best

Then I would be a liar

Symphonies…

That sooth the rage

When lovers' hearts catch fire

Like a bird in flight

On a hot sweet night

You know you're right just to

Hold her tight

He soothes it right

Makes it outta sight

And everything's good in the world…

Tonight

When Smokey sings…

I hear violins

When Smokey sings…

I forget everything, yeah…

As she's packing her things

As she's spreading her wings

Smashing the hell

With the heaven she brings

Then Smokey sings…

He sings

Would it be true to say

I need you so bad

I need you so bad

Today…

Would it be true to say

I need you so bad

I need you so bad

Okay…

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When Smokey sings…

I hear violins

When Smokey sings…

I forget everything

As she's packing her things…

As she's spreading her wings…

She threw back the ring…

When Smokey sings…

Smokey sings…

Smokey sings…

(THANK YOU…)