Letra da Música Lady Writer de Dire Straits

Lady writer on the t.v.
Talk about the Virgin Mary
Reminded me of you
Expectations left to come up to yeah
Lady writer on the t.v.
Yah, she had another quality
The way you used to look
And I know you never read a book
Just the way that her hairfell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place
Lady writer on the t.v.
She had all the brains and the beauty
The picture does not fit
You talked to me when you felt like it
Just the way that her hairfell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place
Yes and pour rich old man
You know he'd call her a dead ringer
You got the same command
Plus your mother was a jazz singer
Just the way that her hairfell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place
Lady writer on t.v.
She knew all about a history
you couldn't hardly write your name
I thing I want you just the same as the
Lady writer on the t.v.
Talking about the Virgin Mary
Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me
And the lady writer on the t.v.
Lady writer on the t.v.
Talking about the Virgin Mary
Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me
And the lady writer on the t.v.