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Some information about Studio Musician Lyrics Title: Barry Manilow - Studio Musician lyrics Artist: Barry Manilow Album: Live Visitors: 7 visitors have visited Studio Musician Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. I am a studio musician We ve never met But you know me well. I am the English horn Who plays the poignant counterline Upon the song you heard While making love in some hotel. I am a part of you I ve never tried for fame You ll never know my name. I am the strings that enter softly Or three guitars That glitter gold. I am the thousand trumpet lines That were an afterthought Intended as a way To get a dying record sold. I never ride the road I never play around I play what they set down. I m a working musician Living from week to week I m the voice through which empty men try to speak. A studio musician Blowin the chance I seek. And when the woodwind cushion rises I start to dream On a low brass bed But I awake to horns The drummer calls to me We re up to letter D. I m a man of the moment Pop is my stock and trade Singlesjinglesand demos Conveniently made. A studio musician Whose music will die unplayed. A studio musician Whose music could have died unplayed. Hottest songs from Barry Manilow : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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