Looking For Clues
(Robert Palmer)

It’s crazy but I’m frightened by the sound of the telephone, oh yeah
I worry that the caller might have awful news, oh my
Who knows these days where on earth all the money goes, oh yeah
No doubt we could put it to a better use, oh my 

You keep insisting that nobody showed you how to keep relationships, oh yeah
Your daddy made a real good try, oh my
You said you knew all along we could work it out, oh yeah
Do you have to make a fuss everytime we fly
Ooh, I’m looking for clues 

I'll have to make an effort now just to be serious, oh yeah
Nobody’s gonna give you the benefit of the doubt, oh my
Everytime I pick a paper up it’s harder to believe the news, oh yeah
Oh, yeah, I’m gonna have to shake it up and twist and shout, oh my 

You can’t do nothin' that you don’t put your mind to, oh yeah
I suspected all along you were a dream come true, oh my
I'm never in the dark 'cause my heart keeps me well informed, oh yeah
Oh, yeah, I’m convinced that there’s a way of gettin' through to you
Ooh. I’m looking for clues 

It’s crazy but I’m frightened by the sound of relationships, oh yeah
I swear we could put it to a better use, oh my
You worry mayby you’ve forgotten how to catch a night groove, oh yeah
You told all the callers you were not amused, ooh I’m looking for clues 

You keep insisting that nobody showed you how to use the telephone, oh yeah
Oh, yeah, nobody’s gonna give you a second chance, oh my
I don’t have to make an effort now to find out where the money goes, oh yeah
Do you have to make a fuss everytime we dance 
Ooh, I’m looking for clues 

Good Care Of You

Style kills


I see you got yourself a brand new bag
You had enough of the imitation drag
Although you're leaping to the latest thing
You can't ignore the suspicion of a hallow ring 

Big bills
Cheap thrills 
Style kills 

You say you set your standards way too high 
So you convincingly effect a compromise
Some unsuspecting body's gonna pay 
When you discover that you can't always
Have your way 
Big pain, big pills, style kills 
If he won't you will style kills 
You say your lover's gotta a lot of nerve
'Cause he won't keep you in the style that you deserve
You kid yourself you're only marking time
Till you fulfill the revenge in the back
Of your mind
Clear out, no frills, style kills 
You never take the blame for your mistakes 
Why should you give anyone an even break
If he won't - you will style kills