Tom Morgan - Fast Talk
She walks in like a queen, head held highA vision in designer clothes, she catches my eye
She's got a smile that could light up the room
But I know she's got a dark side, that'll be my doom
Fast talk, fast cars, champagne and caviar
She's a woman on a mission, but I can't keep up
All she wants is a good time, and I'm just not enough
She's got a heart of gold, but it's buried deep
She's got a past that she's trying to keep
She's got a need for speed and a taste for the high life
But I know I can't keep her, she's just not my type
Fast talk, fast cars, champagne and caviar
She's a woman on a mission, but I can't keep up
All she wants is a good time, and I'm just not enough
I try to keep up, but I'm just not her style
She's got a hunger that can't be satisfied
I'm just a memory in her rearview mirror
As she speeds off into the night
Fast talk, fast cars, champagne and caviar
She's a woman on a mission, but I can't keep up
All she wants is a good time, and I'm just not enough
So I'll watch her go, with a heavy heart
I'll raise a glass and toast to a love that fell apart
All she wants fast talk, fast cars, champagne and caviar
But all I want is her, but she's gone forever
Written by:
Thomas Morgan
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