Shine Songtext
von Patty Hurst Shifter
Shine Songtext
Sing yourself to sleep without a care in the world
And ride on the wings of dreams, becoming such an evil girl
And don′t wear your hair down long on the edge of town for me
Or ten-inch one, I won't buy you my time
I′m calling burn what you'd call
Good luck charms and old photographs
And trading kisses for your love as you laugh
And say, "Hey, baby, no, these things never last"
Well, don't take a chance out on the edge of town on me
I′ll only steal your poor heart blind
And calling luck what you′d call
That you could shine on a bad day
'Cause, baby, you always were some kind of star
Ain′t never fell to a bad way
'Cause, baby, you are, you are, you are a star, yeah
One-eyed jacks and old phonographs
And do your 45′s still spin?
That love song 45, baby, like a way back when
Well, pull the power on, we're almost home free now
Just trading kisses for real time
And calling luck what you′d call
That you could shine on a bad day
'Cause, baby, you always were some kind of star
Ain't never fell to a bad way
′Cause, baby, you are, you are, you are a star, yeah
That you could shine on a bad day
′Cause, baby, you always were some kind of star
Ain't never fell to a bad way
′Cause, baby, you are, you are, you are a star, yeah
I'm calling burn what you′d call shine
I'm calling luck what you′d call shine
If I could only fall in line
I'd probably steal your poor heart blind, blind, blind
And ride on the wings of dreams, becoming such an evil girl
And don′t wear your hair down long on the edge of town for me
Or ten-inch one, I won't buy you my time
I′m calling burn what you'd call
Good luck charms and old photographs
And trading kisses for your love as you laugh
And say, "Hey, baby, no, these things never last"
Well, don't take a chance out on the edge of town on me
I′ll only steal your poor heart blind
And calling luck what you′d call
That you could shine on a bad day
'Cause, baby, you always were some kind of star
Ain′t never fell to a bad way
'Cause, baby, you are, you are, you are a star, yeah
One-eyed jacks and old phonographs
And do your 45′s still spin?
That love song 45, baby, like a way back when
Well, pull the power on, we're almost home free now
Just trading kisses for real time
And calling luck what you′d call
That you could shine on a bad day
'Cause, baby, you always were some kind of star
Ain't never fell to a bad way
′Cause, baby, you are, you are, you are a star, yeah
That you could shine on a bad day
′Cause, baby, you always were some kind of star
Ain't never fell to a bad way
′Cause, baby, you are, you are, you are a star, yeah
I'm calling burn what you′d call shine
I'm calling luck what you′d call shine
If I could only fall in line
I'd probably steal your poor heart blind, blind, blind
Writer(s): Jeffrey B. Franzel, Kathy Troccoli, Rick Witkowski Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

