8.Guessing Games
Lyrics：Lisa Loeb
Music：Lisa Loeb
I could be trembling when I talk to you.
And I could be making up all sorts of things that are not true.
And I could tell a half truth, but I can not tell a lie.
Oh, I could tell a story that is ten feet high.
My stomach flutters, and I feel sometimes ashamed;
oh, I'm a castle with a broken shutters, and
this is not a guessing game.
My stomach flutters, and I feel sometimes ashamed;
oh, I'm a castle with a broken shutters, and
this is not a guessing game.
Oh, I could make a plea so that you and I could be we, and
I could say, 'Oh, its a must that you and I should be us.'
And all the answers I would guess, and you would be so so
impressed,
but I would never get a 'yes', cause I have not the guts to
guess.
My stomach flutters, and I feel sometimes ashamed;
oh, I'm a castle with a broken shutters, and
this is not a guessing game.
My stomach flutters, and I feel sometimes ashamed;
oh, I'm a castle with a broken shutters, and
this is not a guessing game.
I could be listening but this is not a guessing game.
Well, I'd guess all the answers, but this is not the same.
I could be trembling, or I could be afraid,
I could be wallowing, wallowing when you'll think I've got it
made.
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