Lyrics Over Town - Secret Service

Over Town

Long legs, a pair of red shoes
One smile, I know you’re hot news
Bad talking friends will bring me down
Night moves, the last sensation
Overnight my imagination
Makes me the fool all over town
Stories are growing my darling of a feather
Only because we my darling are together
Cheap talk runs with the betting
Odds on is all I’m getting
Blackballed again all over town
Red shoes left in the ashes
Blue marks of your eyelashes
Bad talking friends all over town
Stories are growing my darling of a feather
Only because we my darling are together