boz scaggs

[Guest guest]

I can read the papers

But I can't read you

Cancel my subscription

I'll take pay per view

This lover from another planet

Made up to look like you

You're out there, honey

This is out of hand

Or is it all smoke and mirrors

Some holographic stunt

I'm going through

Or is it voodoo

And though your fingers don't leave your hand

They just don't touch me anymore

Anymore

 

Well, I see your face

It's here

And it's like your voice

Is here

Your pretty pink mouth

Mmm, it's hot

Everybody's here

You're not

 

Well I know you're in range

The jingle of your change

Is ringing a bell

Ring a ringer

This knee jerk show of affection

A sticky new confection

Well I can't get it down

 

And even when you do that thing

That kinky thing you do

Well you're getting too good

You've been practicing without me

And I just don't recognize

The space behind your eyes anymore

 

Well you got your little dog

He's here

Even your, your good intent

It's here

You say you'll meet me

You're on the dot

Well the gang's all here, honey

But you're not

 

I see the writing on the wall

Looks like I'm headed for a fall

Uh oh

But the supernatural fact

This is a disappearing act

I'm about to debut

Why couldn't you be true

 

You're not

You're not

You're not

You're not

You're not

You're not

You're not

You're not

You're not

You're not