Teena Marie - Alibi Lyrics

Lyrics Alibi - Teena Marie



Photographic memories, scanners on our love affair
Like we were the L.A. Times, the headlines read, ′Beware'
I don′t deal in hearsay, calculation ain't my game
But today I see you and I hang my head in shame
Lipstick on your collar, and the color isn't mine
White lines on the dresser, and you even drank my wine
Babe, your face is flushed, it′s more than just a hunch
Tell me, what′s this fear, maybe she's still here?
Baby, you′re an alibi, you cross your heart and hope to die
Promising to tell no lies, baby, you're an alibi
Looking out the window, I can hear an engine roar
Cobalt Blue Pantera dashes through the garage door
Now you cry injustice and synthetic violins
Every night outside my door, a candle in the wind
Lipstick on your collar, and the color isn′t mine
White lines on the dresser, and you even drank my wine
Babe, your face is flushed, it's more than just a hunch
Tell me, what′s this fear, maybe the picture is clear
Baby, you're an alibi, you cross your heart and hope to die
Promising to tell no lies, baby, you're an alibi
Ooh ah, baby, ooh ah, alibi
Ooh ah, baby, ooh ah, alibi
Lipstick on your collar, and the color isn′t mine
White lines on the dresser, and you even drank my wine
Babe, your face is flushed, it′s more than just a hunch
Tell me, what's this fear, maybe the end is near
Alibi, you crossed your heart and hoped to die
Promising to tell no lies, baby, you′re just an alibi
[Incomprehensible]
Alibi, you crossed your heart and hoped to die
Promising to tell no lies, baby, you're just an alibi
You′re just an, just an, just an, just an
Alibi, you crossed your heart and hoped to die
Promising to tell no lies, baby, you're just an alibi
I flash back to another time zone
When you were late most every night
I was a prisoner by my own device
And what about your distant cousin?
You know the one that lives in France
No introduction, only a harlequin romance
Ooh, alibi
(Love, lines, angles and rhymes)
Alibis, you crossed your heart and hoped to die
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Alibis, you′re gonna hurt me, baby, alibi



Writer(s): Mirza Fred, Brockert Mary Christine


Teena Marie - Starchild
Album Starchild
date of release
05-05-1985




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