Intro:
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Save your sweet talk for when you score
Keep your Monday kisses for your glass lady
I want the truth and nothing more
I m moving on, moving on, you re getting phony
You didn t have to tell a white lie
You knew you scored me for life
Don t stick your fingers in my pie
You know I ll see through your jive
I want the truth and nothing more
I m moving on, moving on, we re getting phony
Guitar Solo:
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When you were angry you had love in your eyes
When you were sad you had a dream in your voice
Now you re giving me your window smile
I m moving on, moving on, it s getting phony
