Lyrics: myers

Music: myers



Lyrics:



The moon was drifting over jordan

As the street lies under control

And then she slips into the middle

Head on, the hour takes it's toll

With blues from a fountain

Keep you wishing for a rainy day

And a sandman sitting

Giving looks, giving looks that will fade away



(chorus):

If you could get yourself straight

I think that i would like to talk to you

If you could get yourself straight, straight

I think that i would like to talk to you

If you could get yourself straight, straight, straight

I think that i would like to talk to you

'cause talk, talk, talk

That's all we do



Will you dance for your lover

While your brother doesn't know your name

And in an undercover shot

Still you talk of what you can't explain

They say nice change lady

Hey baby can you spare a dime

But then you put it in your pocket

And its off with another line



(chorus)

You better believe it

You better believe it

You better believe it

Better go