TONGUE-TIED

(For a brown-eyed gül)

I know the ropes, the strings to pull
I am reputed -
The undisputed King of Bull
Takes some kinda skill to pitch that perfect line
Call it what you will,
I'll find it every time,

But she blocks my defences
Gives me imperfect tenses
I forgot what eloquence is

Tongue-tied
She's walking in skintight
Tongue-tied
She's into my line of sight
Tongue-tied
She's shining like a Northern Light
But I am Tongue-tied

I play with words, sweet talk's not hard
Could get away with murder in Scotland Yard
Blag a seat for a song on a long-haul flight
Haven't paid for a place in an age
Or a drink since Millennium night

And I had taken all of this as read
And I never would've laid a bet
That she'd turn me on -
Turn me on my head

Tongue-tied
She's walking in skintight
Tongue-tied
She's into my line of sight
Tongue-tied
She's shining like a Northern Light
But I am Tongue-tied
Tongue-tied

 

©2015 The Tracy Boys, Puppet State Media
All Rights Reserved