There's glycerine in the tears; rouge in the blush Your artful stammer a little too rushed All passion to the eye, all cold to the touch And then he'll guess; your mind has drifted in the kiss
There's a chink in your armour, a crack in your defences Your iron will gives way to your senses Your whispered sweet nothings all sound like expenses And that's enough; he won't believe your words of love
Chorus --------
And that's the way that it shows; that's the way that it shows Yes, that's the way that it shows; the way that it shows That's the way that it shows; that's the way that it shows A slip of the tongue, a squeeze of the hand
That's the way that it shows
... then carry on with chorus chords over solo & fade
Cheers, Magnus
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