‘I’ve never been faithful
to anyone in my mind.’
I hear your words again,
the hurting kind.
Perhaps your lips are lying,
I know your body’s trying,
to talk to mine.
Hey, Jacquelyn of all trades,
black and white and all shades,
you can turn your hand to anyone.
Hey, Jacquelyn you kill me,
tantalise and thrill me,
come break of day (I know)
you will be gone.
‘I’m not to be trusted,
haven’t I proved that to you?’
It’s what you said to me,
I’m hurting too.
Perhaps your lips are lying,
I know your body’s trying,
to talk to mine.
Hey, Jacquelyn of all trades,
black and white and all shades,
you can turn your hand to anyone.
Hey, Jacquelyn you kill me,
tantalise and thrill me,
come break of day (I know)
you will be gone.
Hey, Jacquelyn of all trades,
black and white and all shades,
you can turn your hand to anyone.
Hey, Jacquelyn you kill me,
tantalise and thrill me,
come break of day (I know)
you will be gone.
Copyright Keith Ames
