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Writers: leo sayer & tom snow
Well, she talks in her sleep
About the men that she meets
With so much passion
In the morning I ask
But she takes me to task
Says I’m overreacting
She’s a woman, playing a woman’s game
When I ask her, she looks at me like I’m strange
I say, don’t look away, babe
When I’m talking to you
Don’t look away, babe
It’ll do you no good
I’m into your game, babe
I been listening to you
Don’t look away babe
Don’t look away, oh no
Well, she sits on the phone
Like she’s here on her own
Making these calls to no one
Now she slides out a ten
Says she’s seeing a friend
She’s got so much going on
She’s a woman, playing a woman’s game
When I ask her
She looks at me like I’m strange
I say, don’t look away, babe
When I’m talking to you
Don’t look away, babe
It’ll do you no good
I’m into your game, babe
I been listening to you
Don’t look away babe
Don’t look away, oh no
Well, I follow her down to some part of town
Where we’ve never been before
There’s a car in the drive, and a man sits inside
I gotta stop her, before she gets in
She’s a woman, playing a woman’s game
When I ask her
She looks at me like I’m insane
I say, don’t look away, babe
When I’m talking to you
Don’t look away, babe
It’ll do you no good
I’m into your game, babe
I been listening to you
Don’t look away babe
Don’t look away, oh no
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