Collaboration with Nigel Quin.
indie
rock
songwriter
country
bluegrass
Lyrics
Impure Eyes
Amelie admires the crystal chandelier
In the center of his mirrored ceiling
It reflects her body, his treasured vice
She going to give him everything she's got this evening
But the light never reveals
The power Amelie wields
Or her insistent need to satisfy
Her fragrant breasts spill from silk lingerie
They touch the finest satin where she lay
She takes a bite on sweet confectionery
Dreams of a white lace wedding day
But that's not the dream her lover shares
As he parks his car, walks the stairs
He only goes with her for one thing
Chorus
He doesn't know Amelie
Never tries
He doesn't love Amelie
Tells her lies
Between her thighs
A tempting prize
He sees Amelie
Through impure eyes
Fresh out of school, seeking some attention
She loves his money and it feeds her dreams
His purse is big, her heart is full
Both purse and heart are breaking at the seams
Now she's on her knees
Eager to please
He pats her head and says well done (he says well done)
Repeat Chorus
Bridge
Nothing is believed
Deceivers are deceived
But for him the young girl's heart
Doesn't come for free
Chorus
He doesn't know Amelie
Never tries
He doesn't love Amelie
Tells her lies
Between her thighs
A tempting prize
He sees Amelie
Through impure eyes
He sees Amelie
through impure eyes
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