1. Into the Mirror
They got a mirror for the ‘caine in the bathroom
because nobody here knows when to stop
but for now we’re just making out with the door unlocked
back in the atrium the music’s slowing down,
the party’s thinning out
for the late crowd
fixes her lipstick,
fixes his belt,
the coast is clear as he walks out
She whispers:
“You get what you pay for
we could cost a lot
you get what you pay for
but we do it for the taste of a good high
we do it for the sake of a hot night”
Her man on the couch in the blue room
with everyone stoned and talking at once
with no thought to where they’d been
or what they could have done
she sits down beside him
without a hint of shame
because everything’s the same in it’s own way
Kisses her man’s cheek,
her hunter eyes lock on her prey
She signals:
You get what you play boy
we could play a lot
you get what you play boy
but you do it for the taste of a good high
we do it for the sake of a hot night
She senses the fear in him
with an irresistible kiss
and a lie she hangs on his neck
like a silver chain to her whim
pull him into the mirror again
She senses the need in him
for her irresistible kiss
and a lie that she hangs on his neck
like a silver chain to her whim
There’s a mirror for the ‘caine in the bathroom
because nobody here knows when to stop
and the hand towel on the rail
seems it hangs out here a lot
“Into the Mirror”
Tigre Blanco TB-004
7″ / iTunes / Stream
Released October 27, 2009
Running Time: 11 Minutes
Produced and Mixed by Joe Chiccarelli
Mastered by Emily Lazar and Joe LaPorta at The Lodge
2. Broken China
Our last kiss
held no hint,
just smoke and a little touch of mint
and now you’re walking out the door
No broken china on the floor by the couch
No hollow tipped attack to put you on the out
You’re simply leaving me
and not dressed to be alone
a blind fool should see this coming on
Roll out your magic ride
for the next man
put on a pretty face you’ll always win
I see you up on broadway
arm and arm with some bright young man
You’d be walking in a different direction
and i would wish you well if I had the chance
Roll out your magic ride
for the next man
put on a pretty face you’ll always win
I dial you in on the telephone
and listen to the ring beat
put on my coat and walk out that door
and walk down a different street
