Boz ScaggsYou're Not

I can read the papers But I can't read you Cancel my subscription I'll take pay per view This lover from another planet Made up to look like you You're out there, honey This is out of hand Or is it all smoke and mirrors Some holographic stunt I'm going through Or is it voodoo And though your fingers don't leave your hand They just don't touch me anymore Anymore Well, I see your face It's here And it's like your voice Is here Your pretty pink mouth Mmm, it's hot Everybody's here You're not Well I know you're in range The jingle of your change Is ringing a bell Ring a ringer This knee jerk show of affection A sticky new confection Well I can't get it down And even when you do that thing That kinky thing you do Well you're getting too good You've been practicing without me And I just don't recognize The space behind your eyes anymore Well you got your little dog He's here Even your, your good intent It's here You say you'll meet me You're on the dot Well the gang's all here, honey But you're not I see the writing on the wall Looks like I'm headed for a fall Uh oh But the supernatural fact This is a disappearing act I'm about to debut Why couldn't you be true You're not You're not You're not You're not You're not You're not You're not You're not You're not You're not © 2018