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Lyrics
White Lies
Tellin’ little lies ain’t necessarily bad.
Like “You’re the best lover that I’ve ever had”.
And “No no, baby, you look just right.
You look like Cindy Crawford in the candle light.
That woman over there? Nah – she’s too skinny for me.
You’re the only woman that my eyes can see”
White lies – I tell em all the time.
White lies – It ain’t no crime.
White lies – Talkin’ through my hat.
White lies – There ain’t nuthin’ wrong in that.
I swear I vow I promise The check is in the mail.
It’s guaranteed for life, it’ll never fail.
A little mascara, a hint of rouge.
Sometimes love needs some subterfuge.
Exaggerate the good parts and leave out all the rest.
Coupla years off your age, coupla silicone breasts.
Fabricate a story, falsify a claim.
Print the whole damn thing under another name.
White lies – I tell em all the time.
White lies – It ain’t no crime.
White lies – Talkin’ through my hat.
White lies – There ain’t nothing wrong in that.
I’ll have all of the money by the first of the month.
It’s real good to see you , yeah – let’s do lunch.
Shade the truth and prevaricate.
It’s easier to say that you’ve been working late.
Embellishment’s expected on a resume.
Clinton didn’t do it, Liberace wasn’t gay.
Hyperbole is everywhere hypocrisy’s the rule.
New Years resolutions are for April Fools.
White lies – Don’t always make a sound.
White lies – They make bizness go ‘round.
White lies – On the TV screen.
White lies – From the pages of a magazine.
Call it advertising, call it a disguise.
A picture is worth at least a thousand lies.
Copyright 1998 Michael King Ross, Quirky Talk Music
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