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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Nymphs
The Nymphs
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Inger Lorre
Inger Lorre
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bill Price
Bill Price
Producer

Lyrics

You're the kind that always
Drops a name in conversation
Fate brings us together
And I have to force a smile
Always blow you kisses
You mistake for adulation
You control the press
And for a piece they'd craw for miles
Tip-toe on glass tonight
They kiss your ass
Because of what you might write
Your pen and camera
Might as well be knives
But I know that
You're the kind that always
Drops a name in conversation
Fate brings us together
And I have to force a smile
Always blow you kisses
You mistake for adulation
You control the press
And for a piece they'd craw for miles
Two cats got pulled tonight
They didn't listen
Didn't care what you'd write
Your pen can stab
But cats' got nine lives
And I know that
You're the kind that always
Drops a name in conversation
Fate brings us together
And I have to force a smile
Always blow you kisses
You mistake for adulation
You control the press
And for a piece they'd craw for miles
I know that some still think I'm dreamin'
High on the hill
Head in the clouds
Waitin' for my fall
I know that I'll just keep on dreamin'
'Cause after all I've still got my dreams tonight
Right? Right?
You're the kind that always
Drops a name in conversation
Fate brings us together
And I have to force a smile
Always blow you kisses
You mistake for adulation
You control the press
And for a piece they'd craw for miles
Written by: Inger Lorre
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