Lip Service - Debbie Harry

I can tell you've got it 
Bottled up inside
I can tell 'cause 
It shows in your eyes
You keep on keeping 
Your secrets inside
And I I will tell you tell you no lies
That's my lip service lip service
That's my lip service lip service
I can tell you heard 
A lot of this before
I can tell you've had your fill
You you keep yours
And I'll keep mine 
And when we tell stories 
We'll wait for bedtime
But the raven still beguiling 
All my fancy inter-smiling
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat 
In front of bird and bust and door
Then upon  the velvet sinking 
I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy thinking 
What this ominous bird of yore
Said the Raven Nevermore
Your lips are sealed
But your eyes reveal the reason 
You tell me the reason you squeal 
For my lip service lip service
That's my lip service lip service