Vital Sound Productions - Hear Them (Our Lips Are Sealed) Lyrics
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Hear Them (Our Lips Are Sealed)
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What Are The Lyrics For Hear Them (Our Lips Are Sealed) By Vital Sound Productions?
Can you hear them talking 'bout us?
Telling lies, is that a surprise Can you see them? See right through them They have a shield, nothing must be revealed It doesn't matter what they say No one listens anyway Our lips are sealed There's a weapon that we can use In our defense, silence Well, just look at them, look right through them That's when they disappear, that's when we lose the fear It doesn't matter what they say In the jealous games people play Our lips are sealed It doesn't matter what they say No one's listening anyway Our lips are sealed Hush, my darling, don't you cry Guardian angel, forget their lies Can you hear them talking 'bout us? Telling lies, well, that's not surprise Can you see them? See right through them They have a shield, nothing must be revealed It doesn't matter what they say In the jealous games people play Our lips are sealed Pay no mind to what they say It doesn't matter anyway Our lips are sealed Our lips are sealed Our lips are sealed |
Who Wrote Hear Them (Our Lips Are Sealed) By Vital Sound Productions?
Jane Wiedlin, Terry Hall
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What's The Duration Of The Hear Them (Our Lips Are Sealed) By Vital Sound Productions?The duration of Hear Them (Our Lips Are Sealed) is 4:13 minutes and seconds. |
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