Bill Frisell - Such Unlikely Lovers Lyrics
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Such Unlikely Lovers
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What Are The Lyrics For Such Unlikely Lovers By Bill Frisell?
On a hot city day
When your white shirt turns to grey That's when she'll arrive When you look how you feel Someone steps upon your heel That's when she will come Listen now I'm not saying that there will be violins But don't be surprised if they appear Playing in some doorway Still I can't believe that this is happening We're such unlikely lovers Though no one seems to notice as they hurry by Ask me what I'm thinking, and I won't deny it Can you believe it's happening? Can you believe it's happening? There were no magic spells You can keep the flowers and bells They just don't seem right Can it actually be? Me and you and you and me Though we're like day and night Listen now I'm not saying that there will be violins But don't be surprised if they appear Playing in some doorway Still I can't believe that this is happening We're such unlikely lovers Though no one seems to notice as they hurry by Ask me what I'm feeling, and I won't deny it Can you believe it's happening? I am bewildered Can you believe it's happening? Somebody help me Can you believe it's happening? |
Who Wrote Such Unlikely Lovers By Bill Frisell?
Burt Bacharach, Elvis Costello, Burt F Bacharach
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What's The Duration Of The Such Unlikely Lovers By Bill Frisell?The duration of Such Unlikely Lovers is 5:43 minutes and seconds. |
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