Lead Vocal by Jim
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Don't tell me I'm wrong,
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'Cause I've been watching every move that you make.
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Hearts you steal, in your make up and heels
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Trouble for the man that you date.
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Every time you walk in the room
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I couldn't ever be sure of a smile
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You were never the same way twice,
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I'm falling in love
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Oh, night after night - oh it's crazy...ooh
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So many people who said, ooh
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Girl you've got nothing but time
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Oh you are a shining star
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Don't you worry 'bout what you're leaving behind.
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Every time you walk in the room
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I couldn't ever be sure of a smile
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You were never the same way twice,
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I'm falling in love
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Oh, night after night - oh it's crazy...
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Oh you got to try, try, try.
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Ah don't you know you've got to try,
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Try, try. Oooh
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Oh baby you try, oh.
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SOLO
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Every time you walk in the room
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I couldn't ever be sure of a smile
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You were never the same way twice,
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I'm falling in love
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Oh, night after night - oh it's crazy...
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Oh you got to try, try, try.
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Ah don't you know you've got to try,
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Try, try. Oooh oh baby you try, oh woah woah try, oh woah woah
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I don't know if you've ever seen the movie
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Sunset Boulevard but at the beginning of
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this movie William Holden is floating-dead-in
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a pool and behind him all these flashes are
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going off of the police and news photogra-
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phers and then the voice of this guy who's
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floating in this pool comes over and starts
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telling us about this crazy arrangement he's
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been having with Gloria Swanson, some
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chaffeur named Von Stroheim and a Chim-
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panzee in a white satin coffin but what he's
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really talking about is how we're continually
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being confronted with the possibility of our
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own corruption and how if you're not care-
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ful you can be swallowed up whole by your
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own ambitions. Now in his own life, William
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was a bit of a drinker and one night sittin at
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home after having a couple too many, he
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falls down and hits his head on a coffee
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table...no big deal...so goes to the bath-
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room, gets a towel, puts it to his head and
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stumbles off to bed but he never woke up...he
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was so loaded that he ends up bleeding to
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death, lying there in a pool of his own blood...
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HMPH...this song is about that sort
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of feeling...that burnout kinda feeling of
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when a bad thing has been going on for too
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long and an act of sympathy makes as much
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sense as putting a towel to your head.
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Try
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| Blue Rodeo |
