Northern Twang

Northern twangs on top of husky tones He's got flawless skin laced on wicked bones No matter what I do Can't seem to shake him loose Lovers grip or is it a noose Velvet soul topped with sixties hair In that leather jacket he's just too much to bear No matter what the time He's always on my mind Is it fate or by design Don't talk to me cause I'm going through hell He's the devil and his mates as well Don't play your games cause boy I can't tell If it's love or am I under your spell Picture perfect made for silver screens In that indie band you know he'll haunt my dreams No matter night or day Can't keep the thoughts at bay Is it curtains on our matinee Don't talk to me cause I'm going through hell Don't talk to me don't talk He's the devil and his mates as well Don't talk to me don't talk Don't play your games cause boy I can't tell Don't talk to me don't talk If it's love or am I under your spell Your spell Your spell Your spell Don't talk to me cause I'm going through hell Don't talk to me don't talk He's the devil and his mates as well Don't talk to me don't talk Don't play your games cause boy I can't tell Don't talk to me don't talk If it's love or am I under your spell