Sheila Walsh - No Alibi lyrics
[Sheila Walsh - No Alibi lyrics]
When the checkout girl's got her
Fingers in the till she won't look you in
The eye when you pay your bill
She'll slip away when they check the cash
The sweat on her brow might show
No alibi, no alibi
Now take the businessman
He knows the tricks of the trade
Everybody does it, it's part of the game
You just keep cool and you cover your tracks
Funny how the truth comes back
No alibi, no alibi
Wash your hands of the situation
Spread a little more misinformation
Blame it on the moon, the stars or the signs
But where were you on the night of the crime
No alibi, no alibi no alibi
No alibi
Married man wants jam on his bread
A girl makes eyes, he lets it go to his head
So he cheats on his wife
Gets some tainted love
She says, "who were you with last night"
No alibi, no alibi
Take the video man, he's got a nasty streak
He's a bird of prey on the mind of the weak
He says he gives the public
What he knows they like
But the streets aren't safe at night
No alibi, no alibi
Wash your hands of the situation
Spread a little more misinformation
Blame it on the moon, the stars or the signs
But where were you on the night of the crime
No alibi, no alibi no alibi
No alibi
Rich man laughs, "gonna do as I choose
You won't catch me with no third world blues"
Sure, I like to butter my bread on every side
But I know how to sympathize
No alibi, no alibi in the Garden of Eden
Something's missing from the tree
He says, "ask my wife, don't blame me"
She says, "don't ask me, that's no fair"
Hey, listen
There's something hissing over there
No alibi, no alibi
Wash your hands of the situation
Spread a little more misinformation
Blame it on the moon, the stars or the signs
But where were you on the night of the crime
No alibi, no alibi no alibi, no alibi
No alibi, no alibi no alibi, no alibi
Fingers in the till she won't look you in
The eye when you pay your bill
She'll slip away when they check the cash
The sweat on her brow might show
No alibi, no alibi
Now take the businessman
He knows the tricks of the trade
Everybody does it, it's part of the game
You just keep cool and you cover your tracks
Funny how the truth comes back
No alibi, no alibi
Wash your hands of the situation
Spread a little more misinformation
Blame it on the moon, the stars or the signs
But where were you on the night of the crime
No alibi, no alibi no alibi
No alibi
Married man wants jam on his bread
A girl makes eyes, he lets it go to his head
So he cheats on his wife
Gets some tainted love
She says, "who were you with last night"
No alibi, no alibi
Take the video man, he's got a nasty streak
He's a bird of prey on the mind of the weak
He says he gives the public
What he knows they like
But the streets aren't safe at night
No alibi, no alibi
Wash your hands of the situation
Spread a little more misinformation
Blame it on the moon, the stars or the signs
But where were you on the night of the crime
No alibi, no alibi no alibi
No alibi
Rich man laughs, "gonna do as I choose
You won't catch me with no third world blues"
Sure, I like to butter my bread on every side
But I know how to sympathize
No alibi, no alibi in the Garden of Eden
Something's missing from the tree
He says, "ask my wife, don't blame me"
She says, "don't ask me, that's no fair"
Hey, listen
There's something hissing over there
No alibi, no alibi
Wash your hands of the situation
Spread a little more misinformation
Blame it on the moon, the stars or the signs
But where were you on the night of the crime
No alibi, no alibi no alibi, no alibi
No alibi, no alibi no alibi, no alibi