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Words and music: doug johnson, mike reno, neil shilkin
Here you come again, lookin’ for another thrill
With your lipstick, high heel shoes, lookin’ like you’re
Dressed to kill
Tattoo stuck on you, branded by a chosen few
What short memory, now it’s time to pay your dues
Don’t you hear a word I say?
Just turn your head and look this way
And read my lips
Read my lips, listen to me, I’m talkin’ to you
Read my lips
Read my lips, I’m tellin’ you, I’m through with you
I know where you go when you need to get some
Bad little actress on a mattress, it’s seduction
Anything for you
You don’t hear a word I say
So turn your head and look this way
And, read my lips
Read my lips, listen to me, I’m talkin’ to you
Read my lips
Read my lips, listen to me, you’re history
I’ve been watching what you do
And it doesn’t take a fool
To see what we’ve been through
Oh, gonna turn the page on you
(guitar solo)
You don’t hear a word I say
So turn your head and look this way
And read my lips
Read my lips, listen to me, I’m talkin’ to you
Read my lips
Read my tips, oh, I’m through with you
Read my tips
Read my lips, listen to me, I’m talkin’ to you
Read my lips
Read my lips, listen to me, you’re history
Oh yeah, read my lips
I said, read my lips
Read my lips
Just read my lips
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