John d. loudermilk

You're up to your same old tricks again

John d. loudermilk
We meet for lunch you're an hour late
You hardly touch a thing on your plate
You wind your watch gotta meet a friend
You're up to your same old tricks again

I know I know I can feel it in your eyes
I know I know cause I felt it so many times

You say goodbye and off you go
Your hand was cold and trembling so
I watch you rush hmm to be with him
You're up to your same old tricks again
Uh you're up to your same old tricks again

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