I Can't Hold On - (Chris Difford, Glenn Tilbrook)

    In the corner by the D.J. unit
    The flag of beauty my eyes salute it,
    She likes love
    By luck or labour
    She likes love
    But not for favour - can't hold on
    She keeps her lips on the straw she's sucking
    Looks up to me but her eyes see nothing,
    Love’s her stare
    The steps to her heart
    Love’s the climb
    The bite not her bark.

    I pour the milk into the cat's saucer
    I'm John Wayne as I'm walking towards her,
    She'd like to dance
    But not this minute
    She's the fish I'd love to fillet.
    I draw first with a stammer of verbal
    We dance like pigeons forever in circle,
    She likes to dance
    Her cocktails shaken
    She likes love
    And it's temptation

    The lights flash green
    My envy lights up
    The lights just flash
    And I feel tied up,
    Love’s for sale
    And I am sold on
    But there's no way
    That I can hold on
    I can't hold on

    Marco Giunco
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