Wanted Man – Gillian WelchBy I like the way you walkI like the way you standI like the way you laughAcross the back of your hand‘Cause your greasy smileNever quite gives outI’d like to knowWhat the joke’s aboutI know you talk too loudI know you drink too muchYou got a gambler’s knackOf never losing your luckWhen the cards are bareAnd you let ’em fallBut you take it hardAs your alcoholWanted man, wanted manWanted man, wanted manOh, when the lights came upAnd I caught you into meThe flash of something whiteThe moment you came to meYou’ve got a wounded pastAnd a bloody handYou’re a wanted manYou’re a wanted manYou’re a wanted manYou’re a wanted man www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20