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Diana Krall The Girl In The Other Room

all As she draws lipstick smears on the wall The girl in the other room She powders her face And stares hard into her reflection The girl in the other room

I'm pulling through and it's because of you When I was stranded came your helping hand Lonely, hurt I had not known which way to turn 'Til you said, "

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in the same trough There's too many buzzards sitting on the fence Stop this world, it's not making sense Stop this show, hold the phone Better days this girl

all As she draws lipstick smears on the wall The girl in the other room She powders her face And stares hard into her reflection The girl in the other room

pigs in the same trough There's too many buzzards sitting on the fence Stop this world, it's not making sense Stop this show, hold the phone Better days this girl

: Almost blue Almost doing things we used to do There's a boy here and he's almost you Almost all the things that your eyes once promised I see in his

: An invitation came my way Knowing it's dangerous to follow That girl in her Sunday suit Would have forbidden it But since those days I've changed my

: The glitter on a paint and plaster face Is covering desire and disgrace We could be lovers But no one suspects at all Once you're inside that costume