Lights From Space - Hate Your Style

Well nobody wants to mention
How much they hate your style
Rather shake your hand and pretend
That you're even worth their while

So you do your best to please them
Well anyway, you think you can
They got their arms up in resistance
Now you're a weakened man, yeah

So your hair's all in tatters
What's wrong with your brown eyes
Don't paint your skin and face dear
Put yourself in a deep disguise

Before you do it just ask yourself now
If it's really worth your pride
Change your mind, change your clothes and give in
So you can get inside yeah

Oh yeah

Now you've got to take your time and
Figure out just what you will
Look close, there's built in magic
You just can't seem to feel

And even if they try to mention
Don't ever change your style
You could waste time shaking hands dear
But that's an endless mile yeah

Oh yeah yeah yeah

Written by:
Bill Lor, John K Jr. Conner, Phillip Catalan

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Lyrics © WHIRLED MUSIC PUBLISHING

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