| Sweet surrender on your slippery slide
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| I’m a street offender moving to the winning side
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| It scares me senseless that I’m tongue-tied and neglected
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| Todo incommunicodo — absolutely speechless
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| Back at Pete’s apartment overlooking Portman Square
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| Lacking in the speech department reason why I’m there
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| Black stretch limo and a dodgy politician
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| Looking like a helpless dead duck, terribly bad luck
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| Going round and round
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| Barking up the wrong tree
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| Searching high and low
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| Underneath the back seat
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| Going round and round
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| Always landing upside down
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| Lost for words and never knowing what to say
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| Lost for words and does it matter anyway?
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| Lost for words 'cause when I think it’s over
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| Always there going round and round
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| Going up and down
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| Going round and round
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| All this talking without a sound
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| I’m not urging any virgin
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| I’m determined to be patient
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| But it’s hard to be pragmatic
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| When the train has left the station
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| I’m gonna need the service of the lexicon magician
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| Dancing on a very fine line
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| Definitely out there
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| Going round and round
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| Where on earth could I be?
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| Searching high and low
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| Running down a back street
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| Going round and round
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| Always landing upside down
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| Lost for words and never knowing what to say
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| Lost for words and does it matter anyway?
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| Lost for words ‘cause when I think it’s over
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| Always there going round and round
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| Going up and down
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| Going round and round
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| All this talking without a sound
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| Going round and round
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| Because I stutter and I’m tongue-tied
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| Searching high and low
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| I’m always living on the outside
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| Going round and round
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| Always landing upside down
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| Lost for words and never knowing what to say
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| Lost for words and does it matter anyway?
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| Lost for words 'cause when I think it’s over here we go again
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| Lost for words
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| Lost for words and never knowing what to say
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| Lost for words and does it matter anyway?
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| Lost for words 'cause when I think it’s over
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| Lost for words 'cause when I think it’s over
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| Lost for words
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| Always there going round and round
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| Going up and down
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| Going round and round
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| All this talking without a sound |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lost for Words , by - John Wetton. Song from the album The Studio Recordings Anthology, in the genre Иностранный рок