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Moves - Joan Armatrading
Here comes the glare
Here comes the glare

I cannot see I cannot see

When you appear you dazzle
Poor me pity on me

Why don't I know
How to make those moves

I picked your face
From a thousand smiles

And now the knees
They start to shake

And all the people
Take a look

And once again
I'm thinking

Poor me pitiful me

Why don't I know
How to make those moves

I picked your face
From a thousand smiles

And stand there vacant
Rooted to the stupid floor

And too scared to think
Get out the door

Water running down my back

Is this what it's like
Before the soldiers attach

I'm gonna sharpen up my act

I'm gonna get ya
Poor me pity for me

Why don't I know
How to make those moves

I picked your face
From a thousand smiles

Trying to be the invisible man

And so scared in case you don't see who I am
I don't want the label of an also ran
I wanna be the guy
With the flowers
And the champagne

Other guys run around
They pick and choose

I choose you
And I don't want to lose
I want you
To alleviate my blues
Just as long as you talk to me
Just as long as you talk to me
Poor me pity on me

Why don't I know
How to make those moves

I picked your face
From a thousand smiles

Why don't I know how to make you mine