Camouflage, camouflage Camouflage, talkin' 'bout camouflage Sometimes I worry about you darlin' You wear too much mascara Too much eyeliner Too much rouge and it worries me Camouflage
something's wrong Why, why, why, why, why Camouflage It ain't nothin' but camouflage Camouflage Ain't nothing but, nothin' but Nothin' but camouflage
Translation: Stewart, Rod. Camouflage.
: (Stewart / Savigar / Cregan) Every day I wake Every word I speak Got you on my mind I've made love to you And I may not be The answer to your prayer
: (A. Fraser / P. Rodgers) There she stood in the street Smiling from her head to her feet I said hey what is this Now maybe baby Maybe you're in need
's wrong Why, why, why, why, why Camouflage It ain't nothin' but camouflage Camouflage Ain't nothing but, nothin' but Nothin' but camouflage They were
: (R. Stewart / J. Davis) What do you want from me When will you ever see I gave it all nothing less The feeling ain't mutual I guess Why am I so confused
: (Stewart / Omartian) Looking out on the city tonight and I'm wondering why Trying to figure out what I'm doing wrong I am lost in an ocean of mixed
: (R. Stewart / D. Hitchings / R. Robinson) Early in the morning I can't sleep I can't work and I can't eat I've been drunk all day, can't concentrate
: (Todd Rundgren) We can't play this game anymore But can we still be friends Things just can't go on like before But can we still be friends We had
: (J. Fortgang) Chorus: Some guys have all the luck Some guys have all the pain Some guys get all the breaks Some guys do nothing but complain Alone
(A. Fraser / P. Rodgers) There she stood in the street Smiling from her head to her feet I said hey what is this Now maybe baby Maybe you're in need
(Stewart / Savigar / Cregan) Every day I wake Every word I speak Got you on my mind I've made love to you And I may not be The answer to your prayer
(Todd Rundgren) We can't play this game anymore But can we still be friends Things just can't go on like before But can we still be friends We had
(R. Stewart / J. Davis) What do you want from me When will you ever see I gave it all nothing less The feeling ain't mutual I guess Why am I so confused
(R. Stewart / D. Hitchings / R. Robinson) Early in the morning I can't sleep I can't work and I can't eat I've been drunk all day, can't concentrate
