I hate pretending

I never thought a moment spoke so well
As the second when you tried to be kind
Stumbling over the telephone ringing
Looking for your voice in the light

It was an orange-lipped girl with her knees crossed
Sitting on the carpeted coat
She was holding onto the money
And I was doing what I was told

There was an undercover cop parked right across the road
Step away from the window but you better move slow
Yeah I was only there for a minute I swear
And I know he can

I hate pretending I
I hate pretending I
So lets cut it at the fire with scours
Hanging on, lions on all fours
Searching through the piles of dust
Filling our pockets with gold

There was an undercover cop parked right across the road
Step away from the window but you better move slow
Yeah I was only there for a minute I swear
And I know he can

And it
And for one kiss of his a moment of fame
Cos I was just along for the ride
Do you believe in love and the art of persuasion?

There was an undercover cop parked right across the road
He
Now I
We
Alright