The Closer You Get Songtext
von Bonnie Tyler
The Closer You Get Songtext
The street lights start to come on, I know that it′s time
Stop what you're doing, meet those drinkin′ friends of mine
First guy that called me on the telephone
Said, "Get on down", but I'm stayin' at home
Now, I believe in love, I believe that it′s true
That I′m defenceless when I'm lookin′ at you
Sleepy eyes on an angel's face
Don′t worry, baby, no one's gonna take your place
The closer you get, the better you look
Throw me a line
Oh, the closer you get, the more that I see
We′ll sure have a good time
Now, I know what you're thinking, how do I feel?
Well, there's no rules in my book
Except the closer you get, oh, oh, the better you look
Keepin′ one foot on the showroom, and one out of sight
I′ve had some close ones, but I'm doin′ all right
There's gold on his fingers, it don′t mean a thing
He'll do his best to hear this sweet lady sing
I′ve got the time if you got the place
We've got the know how if you got the space
We've got the power, we′ve got no shame
Come over, baby, sure do wanna light your flame
You know, the closer you get, the better you look
Throw me a line
The closer you get, the more that I see
We′ll sure have a good time
Now, I know what you're thinking, how do I feel?
Well, there′s no rules in my book
Except the closer you get, oh, the better you look
Stop what you're doing, meet those drinkin′ friends of mine
First guy that called me on the telephone
Said, "Get on down", but I'm stayin' at home
Now, I believe in love, I believe that it′s true
That I′m defenceless when I'm lookin′ at you
Sleepy eyes on an angel's face
Don′t worry, baby, no one's gonna take your place
The closer you get, the better you look
Throw me a line
Oh, the closer you get, the more that I see
We′ll sure have a good time
Now, I know what you're thinking, how do I feel?
Well, there's no rules in my book
Except the closer you get, oh, oh, the better you look
Keepin′ one foot on the showroom, and one out of sight
I′ve had some close ones, but I'm doin′ all right
There's gold on his fingers, it don′t mean a thing
He'll do his best to hear this sweet lady sing
I′ve got the time if you got the place
We've got the know how if you got the space
We've got the power, we′ve got no shame
Come over, baby, sure do wanna light your flame
You know, the closer you get, the better you look
Throw me a line
The closer you get, the more that I see
We′ll sure have a good time
Now, I know what you're thinking, how do I feel?
Well, there′s no rules in my book
Except the closer you get, oh, the better you look
Writer(s): Rick Nowels, Dido Armstrong, Rollo Armstrong Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com