The Green Pajamas

Desiree

At the truck stop your eyes are in the waitress
On the highway your reflection’s in the windshield rain
On the radio it’s your voice I hear singing
That old song you sang before the raging pain

 Desiree, Desiree
 You became the only game I’d play
 Desiree, Desiree
 I loved you so - that’s all there is to say

To Wanda I was just a drinker
And to Tanya I was just a creep
To all the others I was such a deep, deep thinker
But I was thinking about you, wishing you were there with me

 Desiree, Desiree
 You became the only game I’d play
 Desiree, Desiree
 I loved you so - that’s all there is to say

Honey, Honey it’s cold without you
All my money - it don’t buy a thing
There’s all these pretty girls but I only think about you
‘Cause from Tampa clear to Portland they’re all missing one import thing
Their names ain’t…

 Desiree, Desiree
 You became the only game I’d play
 Desiree, Desiree
 I loved you so - that’s all there is to say

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by Jeff Kelly
(c) 2011 St. Brigid Publishing BMI