Chris Rea
"The Closer You Get" lyrics

The Closer You Get

Well, street lights start to come on
I know that it's time
Stop what you're doing
Meet those drinking friends of mine
First lady call me on the telephone
She said "Get out and die young
But I'm staying at home"

Now I believe in love
I believe that it's true
I'm defenceless
When I look into blue
Sleepy eyes down an angel's face
Don't worry baby
No-one's gonna take your place

But the closer you get
The better you look
Throw me a line
While the closer you get
The more that I see
We'll sure have a good time

Now I know what you're thinking
Well how do I feel?
We'll there's no rules in my book
Except the closer you get
The better you look

Keep one foot in the showroom
One out of sight
Girl I've had some close ones
But I'm doing all right
Gold on her fingers
Don't mean a thing
He'll do his best
To hear that sweet lady sing

Now I got the time
If you got the place
We've got the know how
And you got the face
We got the power
We got no shame
Come over baby
I sure do wanna light your flame

Cause the closer you get
The better you look
Well, throw me a line
The closer you get
The more that I see
We'll sure have a good time

Now I know what you're thinking
Well how do I feel?
We'll there's no rules in my book
Except the closer you get
The better you look
Is the better you look
The better you look