Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alan Jansson
Programming
Geoffrey Heath
Cello
Mia Camilleri
French Horn
Pauly Fuemana
Lead Vocals
Steve Kellner
Drums
Steve Robinson
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alan Jansson
Songwriter
Pauly Fuemana
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alan Jansson
Producer
Rick Huntington
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
It's days like these that make me think of you constantly
It's like I sit around waiting for you response
It's like the phone and I have telepathy
Could you please just maybe give me a sign?
You looked across the room at me
She walked up and said nothing
You said it with a smile, you said it with a smile
Denim jeans and white leather loafers
Sky blue eyes but nobody noticed
Oh baby, oh baby, oh baby it just pours out your eyes
You don't know it, you don't show it
You don't know what you do, what you do
You don't know it and you don't show it
You don't know what you do, what you do
You like to hang around classy restaurants
You like to call me at home on my cell phone
You pull my heart strings 'cos you know I won't go
You make a scene as you turn to wave goodbye
Felt like raindrops crying from the sky
Oh, you act so cool, you're nobody's fool
She loves soapies and oriental cats
Plastic fantastic and China's on the go
Oh baby, oh baby, oh baby, it just pours out your eyes
Oh lady, what cha doing?
You just give it all away, oh, You just give it all away
Oh, you just give it all away, I can see it in your eyes
You just give it all away, oh, You just give it all away
Oh, you just give it all away, I can see it in your eyes
Writer(s): Paul Fuemana, Alan Leo Jansson
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