TS HARTLEY - BLACK GLOVES | Текст песни

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Black Gloves

We wear gloves on our hands
I never left a thumbprint
We wear black gloves on our hands
And thieves remaining nameless

We keep magnets in mouths
Ah they’re sweeter than candy
We keep our magnets in mouth
Hold heavy words inside me

Chorus
And it goes a little something like
I don’t know what to do
And it goes a little something like
Where did we go wrong with you?
And it goes a little something like
I don’t know what to do
Cause you’ve turned us into spies
(But gumshoe blues suit you)

We walk quickly in groups
They never saw us coming
We walk so quickly in groups
Keeps criminals from running
Away

Chorus

Eyes wide, I spied
You cooking up your alibi
Collar up, tongue tied
Tables turn on private eyes
High end spying
Covers up your lying
Detective end up crying
These plans are surgery
Antiseptic, lacking feeling
Black gloves have torn to shreds
Spies don’t have friends

Chorus