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| Lyric Credits: |
Gregg Eisenberg |
| Music Credits: |
Gregg Eisenberg |
| Producer Credits: |
Gregg Eisenberg |
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Short Song Description:
Perfect song for a character experiencing disbelief about a change in a personal relationship, or introspecting in general about life's unexpected turns.
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| Song Length |
4:53 |
| Primary Genre |
Rock-Classic |
| Secondary Genre |
Rock-Indie/Low-Fi |
| Tempo / Feel |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Subject Matter 1 |
General |
| Subject Matter 2 |
Unrequited Love |
| Language |
English |
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I can't believe, I can't believe you're
Really gonna leave her
I must be running a high fever
I put my money in the meter
I come a long way out to greet her
I thought I knew what would complete her
Chorus:
I?m walking with you through this keyhole
Some say it?s the true mesqualito
And I don?t know who is the bandito
El bandito
I played my cards with Cain and Abel
I put my bet down on the table
The ground beneath us grew unstable
I thought it was my fate to travel
I thought I'd left this town of Babel
And then I heard the judge's gavel
Chorus:
I?m walking with you through this keyhole
Some say it?s the true mesqualito
And I don?t know who is the bandito
El bandito
I can't believe, I can't believe you're
Really gonna leave her
I must be running a high fever
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