The Score - Sarah Slean

O I rented a motobike

All night I had the fear

For your word

O the terrifying choice

Was clear.

.. clear

So right the moon was out of sight

His cool wife cut off an ear

I heard the voices of oblivion cheer

This time the pleasure’s all mine

I’ve got your number I know the score

I’d be a hopeless romantic

For the fortune I made in gold

Hard bent toward the circus tent

.. .

Beckond me near

His wild eyes

O how terrifying choice was clear.

.. clear

This time the pleasure’s all mine

I’ve got your number I know the score

I’d be a hopeless romantic

For the fortune I made in gold

His wild eyes

I saw the faces for a million cheers

This time the pleasure’s all mine

I’ve got your number I know the score

I’d be a hopeless romantic

For the fortune I made in gold