Paroles de Ships

Even ships of the night Send out the alarm My face is turning white In case of emergency I wonder if I might slow down rest up I'd like to get away If my doctor lets me Here in my waiting room I'm pacing nervously But I'm no give-away Deep down messed up Hit town dressed up To the nines, to the nines, to the nines, to the nines Some people pop a pill, when they feel exposed Long as I'm dressed to kill I'll make sure no-one knows Disguised in fancy-dress Deep down, messed up Hit town dressed up To the nines, to the nines, to the nines, my disguise (mind your step) Deep down, messed up Hit town dressed up To the nines, to the nines, to the nines, to the nines To the nines, to the nines, to the nines, my disguise