Micky and the Motorcars
Album: Naive
Song: Bloodshot
Entered By: hawkins65

Through the bloodshot bourbon I caught her lookin' dead in the eye
I'm backed off in the corner waiting for the bullets to fly
So when the lights come on and the lines are drawn and everyone's tail is tall

I got a way of breakin' even without even breaking at all
Cuz I play it cool, yeah I play it cool, just how you like it
Say my sweet talk to me like I'm doin' tonight
I play it cool, just how you like, I play it, yeah I play it cool

I overhead somebody talkin about somebody else
And they were sayin' some things that they probably oughtta keep to themselves
Cuz when the lights come on and the lines are drawn talk is cheap and small
I gotta way of breakin without even a hand to call
And I play it cool, yeah I play it cool just how you like it
Say my sweet talk to me like I'm doin' tonight
I play it cool, just how you like, I play it, yeah I play it cool
Come on play it...

Well come on last call let's get on the last train home
From the moment I walked in I knew I wasn't leavin' alone
Cuz when the lights are low, the blinds are closed and the shadows are on the wall

I got a way of breakin' even without even breakin' at all
And I play it cool, yeah I play it cool, just how you like it
Say my sweet talk to me like I'm doin' tonight
I play it cool, just how you like, I play it, and I play it cool
Yeah I play it, I play it cool
Yeah I play, play, play, play, play it cool