Lyrics:
Friends ask me out, I tell them I'm busy
I must get a new alibi
I hang around at home, and ask myself who is he
Guess I'll hang my tears out to dry
out, and I tell them I'm busy
Must get a new alibi i stay at home
And ask myself "Where is she?"
Guess I'll hang my tears out to dry
Dry little tear
even drank my wine
Babe your face is flushed
It's more than just a hunch
Tell me what's this fear
Maybe she's still here
Baby you're an alibi
You
a gal by the cut o' her clothes
And you'll stand out, in buttons and bows.
I'll love you in buckskin
Or skirts that you've homespun
But I'll love
a gal by the cut o' her clothes
And you'll stand out, in buttons and bows.
I'll love you in buckskin
Or skirts that you've homespun
But I'll love
In times of trouble
She's my alibi
Standing by me
Never asking why
Through thick and thin
She's always there
A friend like her
Is truly rare
She's my
out, but I tell them I'm busy
Must get her get a new alibi
I stay at home and ask myself, where is she?
Guess I'll hang my tears out to dry
Dry little
Lady luck I want you
Bumping by my side
Like a silk shod connector
On a midnight ride
Sensation Boulevard
(I got to go)
Sensation Bouleva
fourteen-karat gold in my mouth
And silk upon my back
But I did not trust my brother
I carried him to blame
Which led me to my fatal doom
To wander off in shame
a gal by the cut o' her clothes
And you'll stand out, in buttons and bows.
I'll love you in buckskin
Or skirts that you've homespun
But I'll love
know
This shaky, this shaky city by the sea
Only, only brought me to my knees
I'm going to need an alibi, alibi
I'm going to need an alibi, alibi
Well when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talkin' to some rich folk that you know
Well I hope you won't see me in my ragged
first wandered down into town
I was both proud and shy, as I felt every eye
And in every shop window I primped passing by
Then in manner of fashion,
What rubs against your skin and is pulled taut by circumstance or chance
What loses altitude and finds itself wrapped tight around your hands
What
on some cyanide
It kills me, you'll feel different when we're eye to eye
Listen, I don't wanna be your alibi
You feel too much, so miss me on your ride
Im looking out the window
Im waitin at the door
To see if youll be coming by
The way you did before
The way you did before
You told me you
Oh, they called it lunacy
[Chorus]
Hangin' in the sky
The perfect alibi
Baby come outside with me
There's a moon you've got to see
Smiling
first wandered down into town
I was both proud and shy, as I felt every eye
And in every shop window I primped passing by
Then in manner of fashion,
or twice
In my loneliness I watched the world go by
There was I
One too many miles beyond where you might say
Some luck was due, after all
We could have
My friend ask me out, but I tell them I'm busy
I've got to get a new alibi
I hang around at home, and ask myself: "Where is she?"
Guess I'll hang my
lives inside
She used to live here I thought she was lucky
She had what most girls only dream of
I gave her diamonds silk and satin I gave her
Joy, health, love, and peace be all here in this place
By your leave, we will sing concerning our king
Our king is well dressed, in the silks
Joy, health, love, and peace be all here in this place
By your leave, we will sing concerning our king
Our king is well dressed, in the silks
alibis
By claiming God as his only rock
He's stealing a God from the Israelite
Stealing a God from a Muslim, too
There is only one God through
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