Hidden Agenda

Lyrics

Take the Heat (words and music Dan Strohm)
Oh Emily you’re life in this burned out café
Ready with a refill under broke fans hung up out of the way
My coffee cup’s an excuse, there is not one for me
You take my eyes off my shoes and I like what I see
Emily…
They oughta give you a raise and a bigger uniform
Why do you wear that anyways are you that proud of the curves no man could scorn?
You got a lover back in Texas, he don’t have you
Caused he dragged you through a mess that’s got you
Doing what you do
Don’t you cry when you’re alone and the shadow from your TV
Flickers like an angel dripping sweat upon your sheets
Are you fumbling with your feelings as I call up from the street
Don’t you think that I should come up and help you take the heat
Take the heat
I think you’re hot off the grill sunny side down it’s not over easy
You’re so careful you don’t spill too much of yourself on me
I can see that you are wounded, I can tell that that is why
You ask me how I’m doing without looking in my eye
Won’t you try when you’re alone and the shadow from your TV
Flickers like an angel dripping sweat upon your sheets
Are you fumbling with your feelings as I call up from the street
Don’t you think that I should come up and help you take the heat
Take the heat