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Brilliant Disguise 
Medium
by Bruce Springsteen
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I you in my arms
As the band plays
are those words whispered baby
as you turn away
I saw you last night
Out on the edge of town
I wanna read your mind
To what I've got in this new I've found
So tell me what I see
I look in your eyes
Is that you baby
Or a brilliant disguise
I heard somebody your name
From underneath our willow
I saw something tucked in shame
Underneath your pillow
Well I've tried so hard baby
But I just can't see
What a woman like you
Is doing with me
So me who I see
I in your eyes
Is that you baby
Or just a disguise
Now look at me baby
to do everything right
And then it all apart
(Oh) out go the lights
I'm just a lonely pilgrim
I this world in wealth
I want to know if it's you I don't trust
'Cause I sure don't trust myself
Now you play the loving woman
I'll the faithful man
But just don't look too close
Into the palm of my hand
We at the altar
The gypsy our was right
But come the wee wee hours
Well maybe baby the gypsy lied
So when you look at me
You better look hard and look twice
Is that me baby
Or just a disguise
our bed is cold
I'm lost in the of our love
God have mercy on the man
Who doubts what he's sure of
As the band plays
are those words whispered baby
as you turn away
I saw you last night
Out on the edge of town
I wanna read your mind
To what I've got in this new I've found
So tell me what I see
I look in your eyes
Is that you baby
Or a brilliant disguise
I heard somebody your name
From underneath our willow
I saw something tucked in shame
Underneath your pillow
Well I've tried so hard baby
But I just can't see
What a woman like you
Is doing with me
So me who I see
I in your eyes
Is that you baby
Or just a disguise
Now look at me baby
to do everything right
And then it all apart
(Oh) out go the lights
I'm just a lonely pilgrim
I this world in wealth
I want to know if it's you I don't trust
'Cause I sure don't trust myself
Now you play the loving woman
I'll the faithful man
But just don't look too close
Into the palm of my hand
We at the altar
The gypsy our was right
But come the wee wee hours
Well maybe baby the gypsy lied
So when you look at me
You better look hard and look twice
Is that me baby
Or just a disguise
our bed is cold
I'm lost in the of our love
God have mercy on the man
Who doubts what he's sure of
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