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(myles goodwyn)
Published by goody two tunes, inc. - bmi
You got your hands in my pockets
You’re whisperin’ lies in my ear
Such promiscuous intentions
Don’t mistake me for someone who cares
There were times I fooled myself, yeah
Thinkin’ I was someone else
Hard days, cold nights
Nothin’ that I could do, yeah
Lovers are babes in arms (babes in arms)
Yes it’s true, that’s right, true, yes it’s true, ooh
Such a restless condition
The way you’re turnin’ it on
Love ’em, tease ’em, for all the wrong reasons
You know you’re such a bore
There were times I told myself (myself)
There was really no one else
Hard days, cold nights
Nothin’ that I can do, ooh
Lovers are babes in arms (babes in arms)
Yes it’s true, it’s true baby, true, yes it’s true, look out
Is it some kind of shakedown
You know I really don’t care
But you push it too hard, girl, yeah
You know it’s just not fair
There were times I fooled myself
Thinkin’ there was no one else
Hard days, cold nights
There’s nothin’ that I could do, ooh
Lovers are babes in arms (babes in arms)
Yes it’s true, true, come on, come on, come on
Hard days, cold nights
Nothin’ that I can do
Lovers are babes in arms (babes in arms)
Yes it’s true, yes yes, it’s true
Hard days, cold nights
Oh, there’s nothin’ that I could do, yeah
Lovers are babes in arms (babes in arms)
Yes it’s true, yes it’s true, you, you you
Hard days, cold nights
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