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Song about decisions. Lyrics written by a woman for a woman. I wrote the music and did the demo while in touch with my feminine side.
Lyrics: Vera Wildauer
Music: George Michael (USA)
Lyrics: Vera Wildauer
Music: George Michael (USA)
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Lyrics
Here's that tug of war again between my head and my heart.
Between bouillabaisse and fish sticks. Between the stop and the start
I'm always dancing on a fine line on the tightrope of suspense
Between desire and destiny. Between soul and sense,
Painting and poetry. Between both sides of the fence.
Sometimes it makes my family tense.
Because if I pick the boy that daddy likes, what about the boy on the motorbike?
Or the one I met on a mountain hike? Oh daddy, all the boys look good to me.
And if I choose a good job that's right, can I still fly to Las Vegas tonight
And wear those pants that are too tight? Oh boss, you know you can count on me.
And if I move to a good cul de sac, canI still paint my bedroom black
Without you giving me too much flack? Hey son, you've got the best of me.
'Cause I don't wanna have to choose between what everybody says
Is the win and the loose between happy fantasies and the walking blues.
All those sides are mine. Truth sometimes comes in twos.
Here's that tug of war again between my head and my heart
Betweeen hamburger and prime rib, between the stop and the start
Between the stop and the start. Between the stop and the start.
Between the stop.
Between bouillabaisse and fish sticks. Between the stop and the start
I'm always dancing on a fine line on the tightrope of suspense
Between desire and destiny. Between soul and sense,
Painting and poetry. Between both sides of the fence.
Sometimes it makes my family tense.
Because if I pick the boy that daddy likes, what about the boy on the motorbike?
Or the one I met on a mountain hike? Oh daddy, all the boys look good to me.
And if I choose a good job that's right, can I still fly to Las Vegas tonight
And wear those pants that are too tight? Oh boss, you know you can count on me.
And if I move to a good cul de sac, canI still paint my bedroom black
Without you giving me too much flack? Hey son, you've got the best of me.
'Cause I don't wanna have to choose between what everybody says
Is the win and the loose between happy fantasies and the walking blues.
All those sides are mine. Truth sometimes comes in twos.
Here's that tug of war again between my head and my heart
Betweeen hamburger and prime rib, between the stop and the start
Between the stop and the start. Between the stop and the start.
Between the stop.
Wow man you took my breath away.
Thanks for sharing this song and
God bless you
*Skean*
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