Alibi

Photographic memories

Scanners of our love affair

Like we were the L.A. Times

The headlines read "Beware"

I don't deal in hearsay

Calculation ain't my game

But today I see you

And I hang my head in shame

Lipstick on your collar, and the color isn't mine

White lines on the dresser, and you even drank my wine

Babe your face is flushed

It's more than just a hunch

Tell me what's this fear

Maybe she's still here

Baby you're an alibi

You cross your heart and hope to die

Promising to tell no lies

Baby you're an alibi

Looking out the window

I can hear the engine roar

Cobalt Blue Pantera

Dashes through the garage door

Now you cry injustice and synthetic violins

Every night outside my door

A candle in the wind

Lipstick on your collar, and the color isn't mine

White lines on the dresser, and you even drank my wine

Babe your face is flushed

It's more than just a hunch

Tell me what's this fear

Maybe the picture's clear

Baby you're an alibi

You cross your heart and hope to die

Promising to tell no lies

Baby you're an alibi

Babe your face is flushed

It's more than just a hunch

Tell me what's this fear

Maybe the picture's clear

I flash back to another time zone

When you were late most most every night

I was a prisoner by my own device

And what about your distant cousin?

You know the one that lives in France

No introduction, only a Harlequin Romance

Ooo alibis

Love, lines, angles and rhymes

Alibis

You crossed your heart and hoped to die