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Don't tell me I'm wrong, 'Cause I've been watching every move that you make. Hearts you steal, in your make up and heels Trouble for the man that you date. Every time you walk in the room I couldn't ever be sure of a smile You were never the same way twice, I'm falling in love Oh, night after night - oh it's crazy...ooh So many people who said, ooh Girl you've got nothing but time Oh you are a shining star Don't you worry 'bout what you're leaving behind. Every time you walk in the room I couldn't ever be sure of a smile You were never the same way twice, I'm falling in love Oh, night after night - oh it's crazy Oh you got to try, try, try. Ah don't you know you've got to try, Try, try. Oooh Oh baby you try, oh. Every time you walk in the room I couldn't ever be sure of a smile You were never the same way twice, I'm falling in love Oh, night after night - oh it's crazy Oh you got to try, try, try. Ah don't you know you've got to try, Try, try. Oooh oh baby you try, oh woah woah try, oh woah woah I don't know if you've ever seen the movie Sunset Boulevard but at the beginning of this movie William Holden is floating-dead-in a pool and behind him all these flashes are going off of the police and news photogra- phers and then the voice of this guy who's floating in this pool comes over and starts telling us about this crazy arrangement he's been having with Gloria Swanson, some chaffeur named Von Stroheim and a Chim- panzee in a white satin coffin but what he's really talking about is how we're continually being confronted with the possibility of our own corruption and how if you're not care- ful you can be swallowed up whole by your own ambitions. Now in his own life, William was a bit of a drinker and one night sittin at home after having a couple too many, he falls down and hits his head on a coffee table...no big deal...so goes to the bath- room, gets a towel, puts it to his head and stumbles off to bed but he never woke up...he was so loaded that he ends up bleeding to death, lying there in a pool of his own blood... HMPH...this song is about that sort of feeling...that burnout kinda feeling of when a bad thing has been going on for too long and an act of sympathy makes as much sense as putting a towel to your head.