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Lip Service (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I can tell you’ve got it bottled up inside.
I can tell ‘cause it shows in your eyes.
You keep on keeping your secrets inside and i, i will tell you, tell you no lies.
That’s my lip service, lip service.
I can tell you heard a lot of this before.
I can tell you’ve had your fill.
You, you keep yours, and i, i’ll keep mine and when we tell stories we’ll wait for bedtime.
But the raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling, straight i wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, i betook myself to linking, fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore.
Said the raven, "nevermore."
Your lips are sealed, but your eyes reveal the reason you tell me, the reason you squeal for my lip service, lip service.

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Lip Service (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

You left the motor running.
But i know you’re so attractive.
Getting in some sharp practice.
You better not do anything reckless.

But everybody is going through the motions.
Everybody is going through the motions.
Are you really only going through the motions?

Lip service is all you’ll ever get from me.
Lip service is all you’ll ever get from me.
Lip service is all you’ll ever get from me.
But if you change your mind
You can send it a letter to me

Don’t make any sudden movements.
These are dangerous amusements.
When did you become so choosy?
Don’t act like you’re above me;
Just look at your shoes.

[repeat bridge and chorus]

But if you change your mind
You can send it a letter to me
But if you change your mind
You can send it a letter to me
But if you change your mind
You can send a little letter to me

Lip Service (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(tajima / konishi)
Translators: kirk cumming, miyuki igarashi

Saabisu
Kuchibiru ni saabisu
Sasayaku
Ai no disukuuru

Saabisu
Kuchi no naka ni
Hirogaru
Amai kaori
Shibireru you na

Hontou wa
Suki ja nakutatte ii
Hon no saabisu
Hontou no koto nante
Tsumaranai
Saa, kimi to saabisu
Asa made futarikiri

Saabisu
Kuchi no mawari
Sasayaku
Amai kotoba
Beto beto sa

Tatoe hontou wa
Suki ja nakute mo ii
Hon no saabisu
Hontou no koto nante
Tsumaranai
Saa, kimi to saabisu
Asa made hitoshikiri

Kotoba wa
Tada no kotoba
Tada no saabisu

Tatoe hontou wa
Suki ja nakute mo ii
Hon no saabisu
Hontou no koto nante
Tsumaranai
Saa, kimi to saabisu
Asa made futari

Tatoe hontou wa
Suki ja nakute mo ii
Hon no saabisu
Hontou no koto nante
Tsumaranai
Saa, kimi to saabisu
Asa made futari kiri
Kurikaesu

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Service
Lip service
Whispering
A discourse of love

Service
Spreading through
The mouth
A sweet smell
Making me numb

To tell the truth
I don’t need you to love me
Just a little service
The real thing is
Just so boring
Some service with you
Together until morning

Service
Around the mouth
Whispering
Sweet and
Sticky words

Honestly, it’s alright
Even if you don’t love me
Just a little service
The real thing is
Just so boring
Some service with you
For a while, until morning

Words are
Just words
Just service

Honestly, it’s alright
Even if you don’t love me
Just a little service
The real thing is
Just so boring
Some service with you
Together until morning

Honestly, it’s alright
Even if you don’t love me
Just a little service
The real thing is
Just so boring
Some service with you
Together until morning
Let’s do it again

Lip Service (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Ain’t got enough, so i go out and get some more
It got so bad it nearly left me lying on the floor
I started thinking that it’s wearing on my soul
But i got to get it getting tonight

Raindrops keep fallin’ on my window – pain!
They make my company
I can hear them knocking on my door
Now, should i let them in?

When i look at the faces baby
You see how the other side dies
I’ve got to – got to – got to
Let them come on in

Your lip service getting
Right out of order
Better keep looking
Or i’ll blow my cover

She’ll get caught by big sister midnight
I’ve been only telling stories
You will only tell me lies

I get the picture cause you never got my soul!
I get it, handed back, it turns into a tray of gold
That’s just a victim of the promises you told
I sit and count the cost of living tonight

Bottle the past and number the label
Drink to the future, girl be ready and able
Get a grip with a new fixation
And take them all and let them all in

When i look at their faces baby
I see how the other side dies
I got to – got to – got to
Let them all come in

Should i let them (all come in)
Lies

Lip Service (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Ain’t got enough, so i go out and get some more
It got so bad it nearly left me lying on the floor
I started thinking that it’s wearing on my soul
But i got to get it getting tonight

Raindrops keep fallin’ on my window – pain!
They make my company
I can hear them knocking on my door
Now, should i let them in?

When i look at the faces baby
You see how the other side dies
I’ve got to – got to – got to
Let them come on in

Your lip service getting
Right out of order
Better keep looking
Or i’ll blow my cover

She’ll get caught by big sister midnight
I’ve been only telling stories
You will only tell me lies

I get the picture cause you never got my soul!
I get it, handed back, it turns into a tray of gold
That’s just a victim of the promises you told
I sit and count the cost of living tonight

Bottle the past and number the label
Drink to the future, girl be ready and able
Get a grip with a new fixation
And take them all and let them all in

When i look at their faces baby
I see how the other side dies
I got to – got to – got to
Let them all come in

Should i let them (all come in)
Lies

Lip Service (Letra)

Blondie

Blondie

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Lip service
By: jimmy buffett, michael utley
1981
For anyone who loves creole cookin’ and new orleans music
Talk-a, talk-a, talk until your jaws turn blue
But you never really tell me what you’re gonna do
Seem to keep it all locked up inside
I can’t help but start to thinkin’
You’ve got somethin’ to hide
Why the pain
What’s your game
You’re drivin’ this boy insane
Oooh what a voodoo, nobody can do like you do

Your bitchin’ and your cryin’ finally got to me
So i thought i’d take you baby on a shoppin’ spree
You bought a space age watch and an antique hat
Hell now it’s digital this and digital that
What a pain
Silly games
Still drivin’ your man insane
Oooh what a voodoo, nobody can do like you do

Chorus:
Oh darlin’ oh darlin’
All i ever get is lip service from you
Oh darlin’ oh darlin’, i’m through
‘cause all i ever get is lip service from you

(instrumental)

So listen to me baby
You got to change your ways
Or i’m off to pascagoula in a few more days
I’ll leave you and your poodle and all the mess he makes
Find some other fool to man your shovel and your rake
No more pain
End of game
You’re drivin’ yourself insane
Ooh what a voodoo, nobody can do like you do

Chorus:
Oh darlin’ oh darlin’
All i ever get is lip service from you
Oh darlin’ oh darlin’, i’m through
‘cause all i ever get is lip service from you

Lip service from you (lip service)
Lip service from you-hoo
Lip service from you (lip service)
Lip service from you-hoo
Lip service from you (lip service)
Lip service from you-hoo

– notes:
Lead guitar: josh leo