Hustler Songtext
von Marie Danielle

He was a hustler
But he could sing a tune
To you alone in a crowded room
And oh that bar
Full of broken hearts
Where the memories start to blur

That night was an ember
As he left the stage
And the crowd just walked away
And that desert wind
Came on blowing in
And we both took our chance to burn

He was a hustler
With his Indian braid
And those booby traps he laid
And the sweetest hell
Was in the morning when he′d leave the smell
Of that desperate love we made
He was a hustler


He could sing a tune
Get you alone in a quiet room
And there in the dark
So hard to tell him apart
From the shadows in the morning dew

I won't name any names
Don′t ask me to
He's the light and the flame
He's the mirror too
I won′t name any names
I won′t name any names

But he was a hustler
He could sing a tune
Make you feel alone in a crowded room
And there on that bar
That's where the names are carved
All the suckers he′s been through

Don't make me just a name
Don′t make me just a name
Don't leave me lost in a city of names
Don′t leave me lost in a garden of names
Don't leave me lost in a city of names