Talking Heads Gangster Of Love
Gangster of love Gangster of love You with the cocktail in your hand You in your red Mercedes Benz Goin' in one ear and out the other cover up the pain with laughter, baby Hey Al Capone Is that who you think you are? All the girls All around the world Well, they wanna shake your hand It won't be long You'll need an alibi A little bird Told me what he'd heard Is it really true? Gangster of love Gangster of love They're gonna take you for a ride And hit you right between the eyes You can hear the pretty music playin' well listen to the words, they're saying, you can hear them calling', hear them calling' Hey, Al Capone You'll need a bodyguard Just like that You'll be laid out flat With a broken heart I shot you down Who's gonna help you now? Valentine's day Better hope and pray They'll be tearing you apart Gangster of love, Gangster of love Gangster of love, Gangster of love I hear conversations In restaurants and bars I read all the papers And what they say is wrong It's such a fine, fine line such a fine, fine line Gangster of love Gangster of love Gangster of love Gangster of love Gangster of love Gangster of love Gangster of love
