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Territory Of Poets Lyrics Artist(Band):Eleanor McEvoy
Territory Of Poets Lyrics TERRITORY OF POETS ?0?8 ELEANOR MCEVOY He's tired of getting up Tired of life Tired of working at the same old job And tired of his wife. Overcome with a desire To come of age Better step aside for Johnny 'Cause he's come to take the stage Take the stage He's in the territory of poets Movin' slow He's in the territory of moving But not knowing which way to go. He hides the ring that's on his finger Made of gold He's in the territory of poets And he's doing what he's told What he's told Johnny's looking 'round the bar For a dance Once he sets his eye on Sally She doesn't stand a chance Though the lines that he's rehearsed Pass her by When he asks her for a date She says, "Friday would be fine. How 'bout nine?" He's in the territory of poets Movin' slow He's in the territory of moving But not knowing which way to go. He hides the ring that's on his finger Made of gold He's in the territory of poets And he's doing what he's told What he's told Sally's putting on her dress Half past eight Johnny takes a little line of something Just to keep him straight Through her shadow and her blush She shines through She says her powder makes her feel much better He says his does too. His does too. He's in the territory of poets Movin' slow He's in the territory of moving But not knowing which way to go. He hides the ring that's on his finger Made of gold He's in the territory of poets And he's doing what he's told What he's told If you find some error in 2nd Self Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Visitors interested in Eleanor McEvoy Lyrics may also interested in: |
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