Northern Twang LyricsNorthern twangs on top of husky tones
He's got flawless skin laced on wicked bones
No matter what I do
Can't seem to shake him loose
Lovers grip or is it a noose
Velvet soul topped with sixties hair
In that leather jacket he's just too much to bear
No matter what the time
He's always on my mind
Is it fate or by design
Don't talk to me cause I'm going through hell
He's the devil and his mates as well
Don't play your games cause boy I can't tell
If it's love or I'm under your spell
Picture perfect made for silver screens
In that indie band you know he'll haunt my dreams
No matter night or day
Can't keep the thoughts at bay
Is it curtains on our matinee
Don't talk to me cause I'm going through hell
(Don't talk to me don't talk)
He's the devil and his mates as well
(Don't talk to me don't talk)
Don't play your games cause boy I can't tell
(Don't talk to me don't talk)
If it's love or I'm under your spell
Your spell
Your spell
Your spell
Don't talk to me cause I'm going through hell
(Don't talk to me don't talk)
He's the devil and his mates as well
(Don't talk to me don't talk)
Don't play your games cause boy I can't tell
(Don't talk to me don't talk)
If it's love or I'm under your spell