Loverboy - Read My Lips Lyrics
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Read My Lips
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What Are The Lyrics For Read My Lips By Loverboy?
Here you come again, lookin' for another thrill
With your lipstick, high heel shoes, lookin' like you're Dressed to kill Tattoo stuck on you, branded by a chosen few What short memory, now it's time to pay your dues Don't you hear a word I say? Just turn your head and look this way And read my lips Read my lips, listen to me, I'm talkin' to you Read my lips Read my lips, I'm tellin' you, I'm through with you I know where you go when you need to get some Bad little actress on a mattress, it's seduction Anything for you You don't hear a word I say So turn your head and look this way And, read my lips Read my lips, listen to me, I'm talkin' to you Read my lips Read my lips, listen to me, you're history I've been watching what you do And it doesn't take a fool To see what we've been through Oh, gonna turn the page on you You don't hear a word I say So turn your head and look this way And read my lips Read my lips, listen to me, I'm talkin' to you Read my lips Read my tips, oh, I'm through with you Read my tips Read my lips, listen to me, I'm talkin' to you Read my lips Read my lips, listen to me, you're history Oh yeah, read my lips I said, read my lips Read my lips Just read my lips |
Who Wrote Read My Lips By Loverboy?
Mike Reno, Douglas Johnson, Neil Douglas Shilkin
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What's The Duration Of The Read My Lips By Loverboy?The duration of Read My Lips is 5:03 minutes and seconds. |
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