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Concrete Blonde

Your Haunted Head

 

Your Haunted Head

(álbum: Concrete Blonde - 1986)


Blackest eyes I've ever seen like moonstones shine,
And all the while behind the dancing eyes the boy was crying,
He creeps like ivy on the stairs, you know I liked him then,
When we would sit and drink for hours and watch the sidewalk spin.

[Chorus]
Well baby, I don't wanna hear your secrets,
I don't share your pain,
I don't wanna know about the wrinkles in your bed,
I don't wanna hear about the ghost inside your haunted head,
Inside your haunted head.

Now, I don't need your tragedy and I don't need your shame,
You can't keep your promises, but you keep naming names.
He laid his troubles out to me like a deck of playing cards,
Well don't you know that I can tell the Kings and Jokers well apart?

[Chorus]
Now, I don't wanna hear your secrets, I don't share your blame,
I don't wanna hear about the wrinkles in your bed,
I don't wanna hear about the ghost inside your haunted head,
Inside your haunted head!

Haunted,

Head.

hecho

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