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BOB GUINEY - Girlfriend Lyrics - Zortam Music
Song:Girlfriend
Album:3 SidesGenres:Adult Contemporary
Year:2003 Length:221 sec

Lyricist: Bob Guiney

Lyrics:

Room 421
In an airport hotel
I know I should be sleeping
But it’s too soon to tell
If I fly out tomorrow
If I see her tomorrow
I hope that I will

There’s no place like alone
No sound like my own voice
Fading into you
It’s a quiet summer night
But I’m doing alright
I make a phone call or two

Could I get some conversation please?
Just send someone to see
About a few things I need

Do you think you could bring me my girlfriend?
And a bottle of wine?
Bring me her future
Just make sure it’s mine
Will you open the window
But leave out the cold
Could you make a phone call to Jesus?
To clean up my soul?

Miles from my own bed
Further from content
I guess I should get used to this
Still rain on the runway
But I’m doing okay
I got cigarettes to kiss

Could I get some conversation please?
I’m down on my knees
I’m only here for tonight
It’s the story of my life
‘Cause I’m hitting the wall
And I wish I could call you
And ask for an hour, an hour, an hour

Do you think you could bring me my girlfriend?
And a bottle of wine?
Bring me her future
Just make sure it’s mine
Will you open the window
But leave out the cold
Could you make a phone call to Jesus?
To clean up my soul?

It’s 4 in the morning
Couldn’t drink myself to sleep
Still trying to find the reasons
That are keeping you from me
As I’m staring out the window
I can’t burn you from my mind
‘Cause I’m hitting the wall
I can’t take this anymore
I can’t take this anymore

Bring me my girlfriend
And a bottle of wine
Bring me her future
Just make sure it’s mine
Would you open the window
But leave out the cold
Could you make a phone call to Jesus
To clean up my soul

Bring me my girlfriend
And a bottle of wine
Bring me her future
Just make sure it’s mine
Would you open the window
But leave out the cold
Could you make a phone call to Jesus
To clean up my soul (My soul)

Bring me my girlfriend (Just bring me my girlfriend)
Bring me my girlfriend

Just bring me a smile
Room 421
In a Cleveland hotel
I know I should be sleeping
But it’s too soon to tell
If I fly out tomorrow
If I see her tomorrow
I hope that I will