Testo di Peacocks

Standing at a bar in Pasadena Talking 'bout the peacocks Talking 'bout a friend you have who may have started cheating on his partner Suddenly, you get real quiet and look over both shoulders Like someone's trying to listen I can't help but make a stupid comment Your shoulders are tight with tension Furrowed brow like something's on your mind, and, hey, no pressure But there are people out there busy lying their way into two separate families That's a twisted business She said: I've been dyin' to tell you To tell you I said: I've been tryin' to help you To help you Baby, if you need it I can keep your secret You better believe it I'll never repeat it, baby If you feel it I can make it easy Uh, you know I mean it I can keep your secret tonight Waiting for a cab in eastern Cambridge Talking 'bout atten-hut Midway through, you tell me I've been reading too much David foster Wallace Suddenly, you get real close up I smell smoke and trepidation That's a risky business She said: I've been dyin' to tell you To tell you I said: I've been tryin' to help you To help you Baby, if you need it I can keep your secret You better believe it I'll never repeat it, baby If you feel it I can make it easy Uh, you know I mean it I can keep your secret tonight She said: I've been dyin' to tell you To tell you I said: I've been tryin' to help you To help you Baby, if you need it I can keep your secret You better believe it I'll never repeat it, baby If you feel it I can make it easy Uh, you know I mean it I can keep your secret tonight Better believe it I'll never repeat it, baby If you feel it I can make it easy Uh, you know I mean it I can keep your secret tonight