Текст, перевод и аккорды “Lip Service”
- Lip service By: jimmy buffett, michael utley 1981 For anyone who loves creole cookin and new orleans music Talk-a, talk-a, talk until your jaws turn blue But you never really tell me what youre gonna do Seem to keep it all locked up inside I cant help but start to thinkin Youve got somethin to hide Why the pain Whats your game Youre drivin this boy insane Oooh what a voodoo, nobody can do like you do Your bitchin and your cryin finally got to me So I thought Id take you baby on a shoppin spree You bought a space age watch and an antique hat Hell now its digital this and digital that What a pain Silly games Still drivin your man insane Oooh what a voodoo, nobody can do like you do Chorus: Oh darlin oh darlin All I ever get is lip service from you Oh darlin oh darlin, Im through cause all I ever get is lip service from you (instrumental) So listen to me baby You got to change your ways Or Im off to pascagoula in a few more days Ill leave you and your poodle and all the mess he makes Find some other fool to man your shovel and your rake No more pain End of game Youre drivin yourself insane Ooh what a voodoo, nobody can do like you do Chorus: Oh darlin oh darlin All I ever get is lip service from you Oh darlin oh darlin, Im through cause all I ever get is lip service from you Lip service from you (lip service) Lip service from you-hoo Lip service from you (lip service) Lip service from you-hoo Lip service from you (lip service) Lip service from you-hoo - notes: Lead guitar: josh leo
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