Careless Whisper
He’s never gonna dance again,
But tell her that, she’s over 60’s
Eyes still full, made up like a primadonna.
He touched her heart like no one can,
That eighties legend
Who fell for men
Pancake off make up, age is counting in
Blonde permanent in her hair
She got her man and children,
But still there was no one like him
He’s never gonna dance again,
No more rhythm from his soul
She weeps in silence
Never got over it
Her maidens dream
It’s a jump in her heart when
He’s on the radio, making her belief
She’s in her 20’s again.
But he’s never gonna dance again.
Secretly she had no room for another man
That man from WHAM,
Still in her head.
In a soft, careless whisper, she sighs.
Days get by.
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| Johny Donovan: | Zaterdag, oktober 04, 2025 22:45 |
| Prachtige tekst en muziek Natuurlijk van WHAM |
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| september: | Donderdag, september 25, 2025 11:26 |
| Mooi Dreaming Star. Vriendelijke groet |
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 september 2025 | ||
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