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Valentino got a booky shop

And what he takes he gives for what he's got

And what he's got he says he has not

Stole from anyone

It's not that he don't tell the truth

Or even that he misspends his youth

It's just that he holds the proof

But you know that something's wrong

Waiting for an alibi

Valentino's in a cold sweat

Placed all his money on that last bet

Against all the odds he smokes another cigarette

Says it helps him to forget he's a nervous wreck

It's not that he misses much

Or even that he lost his lucky touch

It's just he gambles so much

And you know that's it wrong

Waiting for an alibi

Waiting just to catch your eye

Waiting

Trying to say I told you, I told you

Valentino got nowhere to go

On his own like Romeo

Blow by blow he watches his money go

Now he's oh so low

It's not that he misses her

Or even that he can't resist her

It's just that kissing her

He feels so strong

Waiting for an alibi