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Cold Chisel / Ian Moss - The Dummy
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Was later known as "Le Mannequin", this song was a compilation track originally recorded in 1978 and released on the "Australian Guitar Compilation 1979" LP. Was later released on the B-side of Ian Moss's "Mr. Rain" single (1989). It was finally re-released on Cold Chisel's "Besides" album (2011). I do not own this song.
Song written by Don Walker and Ian Moss.
He's not that eloquent
He whispers just a simple word
The pain before her body
Reflects a love so tender, so absurd
With a figure like a fencepost
And a face that frightens kids and little dogs
He stands before the window
And watches her in silence all night long
But she knows she has to leave him
She has to make the leap
Because his ways are introverted
And his mind runs really deep
And she knows he cannot help it
If she cries herself to sleep
She'll be gone, she'll be gone, in the morning
The neons light the sidewalk
And flicker on the merchandise unsold
She's passive, but unyielding
And the heart within her soul is icy cold
But she knows she has to leave him
She has to make the leap
Because his ways are introverted
And his mind runs really deep
And she knows he cannot help it
If she cries herself to sleep
She'll be gone, she'll be gone, in the morning
Oh his eyes are glassy
Her arms are raised to remove the attitude
He leans against the parking sign
And relishes that mutual solitude
She'll be gone, in the morning
She'll be gone
Song written by Don Walker and Ian Moss.
He's not that eloquent
He whispers just a simple word
The pain before her body
Reflects a love so tender, so absurd
With a figure like a fencepost
And a face that frightens kids and little dogs
He stands before the window
And watches her in silence all night long
But she knows she has to leave him
She has to make the leap
Because his ways are introverted
And his mind runs really deep
And she knows he cannot help it
If she cries herself to sleep
She'll be gone, she'll be gone, in the morning
The neons light the sidewalk
And flicker on the merchandise unsold
She's passive, but unyielding
And the heart within her soul is icy cold
But she knows she has to leave him
She has to make the leap
Because his ways are introverted
And his mind runs really deep
And she knows he cannot help it
If she cries herself to sleep
She'll be gone, she'll be gone, in the morning
Oh his eyes are glassy
Her arms are raised to remove the attitude
He leans against the parking sign
And relishes that mutual solitude
She'll be gone, in the morning
She'll be gone
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