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…
( . . . )
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…)
