Fred Astaire

Jukebox The Ghost

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    It seems like I can do no wrong for your eyes
    Sing the wrong lines to my own song, you don't mind
    Make it up as we go
    All the words we don't know

    Even when I'm a drunken mess, you don't care
    Still like me better than the rest
    I swear, I don't understand it
    How you like me when I'm dancing (hey!)

    Those eyes, damn, those eyes, they get me every time
    Those eyes, in those eyes, I can do no crime
    When I dance like I don't care, you call me fred astaire
    Those eyes, damn, those eyes, they get me every time
    Those eyes, in those eyes, I can do no crime
    When I dance like I don't care, you call me fred astaire

    All my idiosyncrasies, you like 'em
    Annoyed at all the little things
    I know I can be frustrating
    But you still like me when I'm dancing

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    Those eyes, damn, those eyes, they get me every time
    Those eyes, in those eyes, I can do no crime
    When I dance like I don't care, you call me fred astaire
    Those eyes, damn, those eyes, they get me every time
    Those eyes, in those eyes, I can do no crime
    When I dance like I don't care, you call me fred astaire

    When I lose myself, there is no one else
    Who ever sees through me quite like you

    Those eyes, damn, those eyes, they get me every time
    Those eyes, in those eyes, I can do no crime
    When I dance like I don't care, you call me fred astaire

    Those eyes, damn, those eyes, they get me every time
    Those eyes, in those eyes, I can do no crime
    When I dance like I don't care, you call me fred astaire

    (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
    (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
    You call me fred astaire
    Those eyes, damn, those eyes, they get me every time
    (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
    (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

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    Composition: Chris Wallace

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