"Mrs Playing Dead" as written by Richard John Carter, Daniel Raymond Harris, Owen Hopkin and Davey Macmanus....
It's not every afternoon, that I walk into a bar
And I look at a woman
And I know I'm gonna love her, all my life
It's not every evening, I go weak at the knees
And I get butterflies
And I know I'm going to love her, all of my life

Hey, Mrs Playing dead
I just saw you moving your head
Hey, Mrs Playing dead
The sun is out
The sky is blue
Romance is in the air

I'm so reduced, I am hanging on although
What human that is in me
Is left to live life
Like a rat off of your words
And the ever present voice
Hypnotic and singing
Echoes on through
And I am dead to you

Hey, Mrs Playing dead
I just saw you moving your head
Hey, Mrs Playing dead
The sun is out
The sky is blue
Romance is in the air


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