A star up in the sky
A poem to the death
Let this mistake
Bring a vivid crystal to her eyes
So drain out my lungs
Before the fluid brings a choke
I can't inhale the sparkle of your voice
A star up in the sky
A poem to the death
Let this mistake
Bring a vivid crystal to her eyes
So drain out my lungs
Before the fluid brings a choke
I can't inhale the sparkle of your voice
Let me walk on high wire of rusty nails
While barefoot shedding the flesh of our existance
I don't want anybody to fall
A star up in the sky
A poem to the death
Let this mistake
Bring a vivid crystal to her eyes
So drain out my lungs
Before the fluid brings a choke
I can't inhale the sparkle of your voice
Now's it time
Now's it time
The more I try
The more I lose
But today
Will you remember me ?
But today
Will you remember me ?
But today
Your eyes
Your eyes
They shine
Your eyes
Your eyes
They shine
Your eyes
Your eyes
They shine
Your eyes
Your eyes
They shine
Your eyes
Your eyes
Your eyes
They shine
Your eyes
Walking home
Street lights go out
Walking home
Street lights go out
A star up in the sky
A poem to the death
Let this mistake
Bring a vivid crystal to her eyes
So drain out my lungs
Before the fluid brings a choke
I can't inhale the sparkle of your voice(words & music by Jerry Chesnut)
I play an old piano from nine till a half past one
Tryin' to make a livin' watchin' everybody have fun
Well, I don't miss much that ever happens on a dance hall floor
Mercy, look what just walked through that door
Well, hello T-R-0-U-B-L-E
What in the world you're doin' A-L-O-N-E?
Say, good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids
Mama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids
Told me not to stare 'cause it was impolite
And did the best she could to try to raise me right
But mama never told me 'bout nothing like Y-O-U
Say, your mama must have been another something or the other too
Say, hello good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Well, you talk about a woman I've seen a lot of others
But too much something' and not enough another
You've got it all together like a lovin' machine
Lookin' like glory and walkin' like a dream
Mother Nature's sure been good to Y-O-U
Well, your mama must have been another good lookin' too
Say, hey, good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Well, you talk about a trouble-makin' hunka pokey bait,
The men are gonna love and all the women gonna hate
Reminding them of everything they never gonna be
Maybe the beginning of the World War III
Oh, the world ain't ready for nothin' like a Y-O-U
Well, I bet your mama must have been another something or the other too
Say hey good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E