Tangled in the sheets of a motel bed Samantha paints her toenails cherry red And she asks me if she can paint mine too, and I say "Samantha, anything for you" And through the tinny speakers of an ancient radio The all night love line begins another show And the callers call in but the thing that's so strange It's all the same story just the voices that change on Beau's all night radio love line The show for hearts in despair If you got somethin' to say to a love that got away Beau wants to put you on the air The shadows from the headlights of a passing car Turn Samantha's smile into film noir And she says, "Don't get me wrong about you and me I just can't figure out what we're supposed to be Maybe I love you, I don't know Maybe I'm afraid of where you want to go Maybe I'm scared I'll lose my power to amuse And I'll wake up alone in a bed full of blues", just listening to Beau's all night radio love line The show for hearts in despair If you got somethin' to say to a love that got away Beau wants to put you on the air And Beau's really thinkin', this job hardly pays But he can't figure out how to ask for a raise Meanwhile back on the love line, he says "You're on the air, caller number nine" Samantha laughs at the two of us here And says, "I got some miles on me, and you're such a kid, dear To you I'm just a ride in an old Cadillac But I keep on prayin' that you'll keep coming back" Is that Samantha cryin' or just somebody on? Beau's all night radio love line The show for hearts in despair If you got somethin' to say to a love that got away Beau wants to put you on the air If you got somethin' to say to a love that got away Beau wants to put you on the air © SEYMOUR GLASS SONGS; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com