Waiting for an Alibi

Valentino got a booky shop
 And what he takes he gives for what he's got
 And what he's got he says he has not
 Stole from anyone
 It's not that he don't tell the truth
 Or even that he misspent his youth
 It's just that he holds the proof
 But you know something's wrong
 Waiting for an alibi (waiting for an alibi)
 Waiting for an alibi (waiting for an alibi)
 Valentino's in a cold sweat
 Placed all his money on that last bet
 Against all the odds he smokes another cigarette
 Says that it helps him to forget he's a nervous wreck
 It's not that he misses much
 Or even that he's lost his lucky touch
 It's just he gambles so much
 And you know that it's wrong
 Waiting for an alibi (waiting for an alibi)
 Waiting just to catch your eye
 Waiting for an alibi (waiting for an alibi)
 Try to say I told you, I told you
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 Waiting for an alibi
 Waiting just to get you
 Waiting for an alibi (waiting for an alibi)
 Have to say I told you
 Waiting for an alibi
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 Waiting for an alibi
 Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no