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( Hit man song lyrics )
ANOTHER FACE, ANOTHER NAME
Copyright © 1998 - MickTerry.com

She hired a private agent
who would trace him to the 'burbs,
trailed him like a bloodhound on a scent.
She had tracked him down 'cause she was
just a little bit perturbed
'bout alimony owed and never spent.

She had no way of knowing
the real reasons that he fled:
she was not the only one he owed.
'Cause some people who don't play around
had priced him for his head,
but now, her lead would tell them where to go.

    ANOTHER FACE, ANOTHER NAME:
    transplanted life from here to there.
    ANOTHER con, ANOTHER game:
    the constant glancing over the shoulder,
    the darkened glasses everywhere.

She learned about the hit before
the trigger man was hired,
from someone who had planned a double-cross.
But she had to give a warning
before any more transpired,
and help him get away at any cost.

No matter how she hated
his conniving and his schemes,
how she loathed the telling of his lies,
she would always love the gentle man
who helped her live her dreams.
She found her ex- to help him save his life.

    CHORUS

        They had just slipped out the back door
        as the killer kicked in the front.
        Neither was aware how close they'd been.
        Never knowing if the enemy
        would ever stop the hunt,
        they disappeared and vowed
        to start their lives again.

So now, a second honeymoon
years after their divorce:
how long this will last can not be known.
Years of living on the lam brought
great excitement to the course
of where their lives and love would finally go.

    CHORUS

Copyright © 1998  MICK TERRY  Silent Tree Music  All rights reserved
[ Reprinted here by permission of the composer-lyricist ]   BMI
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EHAWEE IS GONE
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COMEDY OF TERRORS
NOIR & HORNY NIGHT
CAUGHT IN THE DESERT
DIAMONDS IN THE ROUGH
& LEAVE THE DYING TO US
WHAT THE HELL DID WE HIT?
THE WRONG MAN (TROY DAVIS)
TAGGERS HIT OUR HOME TODAY
I'M GETTING JUST A LITTLE BIT WORRIED
MAKING THE WORST (OF A BAD SITUATION)
NOT QUITE THE WORLD'S OLDEST PROFESSION
I WASN'T MAKING ADVANCES (SENATOR LARRY CRAIG)
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