Secrets Lyrics - Nine Lives - Steve Winwood

It's hot down on the borderline 

Running guns, he's just killing time 

He keeps his back against the wall 

Never trust your friends in crime 

He's the quiet kind 

Doesn't need a plan 

You can't read his mind 

He's a secret man, talking 'bout the man 

You drink Mojitos with the boys 

Smile as if you know what they know 

You show them all your pretty toys 

Make a deal, don't make a show 

He's the ace of spies 

With a golden hand 

You can't read his eyes 

'Cause he's a secret man 

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He's the quiet kind 

Doesn't need a plan 

Can't read his mind at all 

He's a secret man, talking 'bout the man 

He's the ace of spies 

With a golden hand 

You can't read his eyes 

'Cause he's a secret man 

He's the quiet kind 

Doesn't need a plan 

Can't read his mind at all 

He's a secret man, talking 'bout the man 

Tell me no secrets 

I tell you no lies 

Tell me no secrets 

I tell you no lies 

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Tell me no secrets 

I tell you no lies 

Tell me no secrets 

I tell you no lies