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Hit Or Miss

There's no need to advertise
the passerby is you,
And the crowd is mesmerized
By every word you say, which isn't much...
Just a bit, with a twist and a kiss... what is this?
What is this? I'm not waiting for a hit or a miss,
and it seems those dreams I had once
well, they never did exist.

There's not much that matters to you
Maybe only you...
Behind the doors, they mop the floors,
and gossip 'bout lies that may be true... on the news
what a twist, and a kiss, what is this?
What is this? I'm not here for a hit or a miss
and it seems those dreams I had once
well, they never did exist.

Bridge: Fill like a looser now
Sit back and wait somehow
up on my feet again,
and moving backwards I can't win
OH THIS?
What is this?
I'm not waiting for a hit or a miss
And it seems those dreams I had once
Well, they never did exist

There's no doubt you're the winner
Even if you lose,
You're like still; no one can band you,
And sure as hell can't tell you what to do...
Coming' through, with a twist and a kiss, what is this?
What is this? I'm not waiting for a hit or a miss,
and it seems those dreams I had once
Well, they never did exist

Bridge:

By Bobby Robinson
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