(coverdale/marsden)



Well it's five in the morning

When will you be home,

I'm tired of waiting here baby

All on my own

All i got for comfort is some cheap red wine

But, the thought of what you're doing gives me no peace of mind



You 'n' me, it's got to be just you 'n' me,

Can't you see, baby

Can't you see what you're doing to me



I know those page three girls

In the playboy books,

Ain't got nothing on you

In the way that you look

But, an eye for an eye

A tooth for a tooth

When you get home

You better give me some truth



Tell me no lies

When i ask you the questions,

Tell the truth

Your lies ain't gonna make it no more

Tell me no lies,

Baby you're no exception to the rule,

Because i've heard it all before

And babe believe me i never forget



You 'n' me, baby baby

Just you 'n' me,

Can't you see, baby

If you don't stop what you're doing to me

I'm gonna do it to you



Tell me no lies

When i ask you the questions,

Tell the truth

Your lies ain't gonna make it no more

Tell me no lies,

Baby you're no exception to the rule,

Because i've heard it all before

And babe believe me, i never forget



You 'n' me, baby baby

Just you 'n' me,

Can't you see, baby

Can't you see what you're doing to me



You 'n' me, baby baby

Just you 'n' me,

Can't you see, baby

If you don't stop what you're doing to me,

I'm gonna do it to you!






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