"The Big Love Scene" lyrics
"The Big Love Scene"
This was supposed to be the big love scene
Where the music gets intense, Vaseline round the lens
You're supposed to be too weak to resist me
Your heart's supposed to flip, but you didn't read the script
It should be like Hollywood heaven now
With "happy ending" in letters written so large
But you don't want my heart, you want my head
In a basket, like Madame Defarge
And fade to black
And fade to black
We were supposed to ride into the sunset
A few more kisses stole, as the end credits roll
And find that little cottage in the valley
And we'd hang up our spurs, for towels marked His and Hers
You were on me like flies on a birthday cake
How did I get to figure you so wrong?
If I touch you now I might get frostbite
We've gone from so warm to so long
This was supposed to be the big love scene
Now I'll walk away with a shrug, as the studio pulls the plug
The Hallmark channel may call you
And there'll be no looking back, you'll hardly have to act
And fade to black
And fade to black
And fade to black
And fade to black
And fade to black
And fade to black
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- Richard Thompson Lyrics
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"Serpent's Tears" (2021)
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