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Junkies Cowboy - cause Cheap Is How I Feel Lyrics




It's the kind of night that's so cold, when you spit
It freezes before it hits the ground
And when a bum asks for a quarter, you give a dollar
If he's out tonight, he must be truly down
And I'm searching all the windows for a last minute present
To prove to you what I said was real
For something small and frail and plastic baby
Cause' cheap is how I feel

Half a moon in the sky tonight, bright enough
To come up with an answer
To the question, why is it that every time I see you
My love grows a little stronger
But your memory leaves my stomach churning
Feeling like a lie about to be revealed
But I'll horde all this to myself
Cause' cheap is how I feel

It's not the smell in here that gets to me, it's the lights
How I hate the shadows that they cast
And the sound of clinking bottles is the one sure thing
I'll always drag with me from my past
I think I'll find a pair of eyes tonight, to fall into
And maybe strike a deal
Your body for my soul, fair swap
Cause' cheap is how I feel
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It's the kind of night that's so cold, when you spit
It freezes before it hits the ground
And when a bum asks for a quarter, you give a dollar
If he's out tonight, he must be truly down
And I'm searching all the windows for a last minute present
To prove to you what I said was real
For something small and frail and plastic baby
Cause' cheap is how I feel

Half a moon in the sky tonight, bright enough
To come up with an answer
To the question, why is it that every time I see you
My love grows a little stronger
But your memory leaves my stomach churning
Feeling like a lie about to be revealed
But I'll horde all this to myself
Cause' cheap is how I feel

It's not the smell in here that gets to me, it's the lights
How I hate the shadows that they cast
And the sound of clinking bottles is the one sure thing
I'll always drag with me from my past
I think I'll find a pair of eyes tonight, to fall into
And maybe strike a deal
Your body for my soul, fair swap
Cause' cheap is how I feel
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Writer: MICHAEL TIMMINS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group


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