in the sun

Maggie Moor

A siren/ writer of smooth jazz-rock and jazzy electronic pop, Maggie Moor has the old school flavor of a speak easy cabaret siren. She captivates with a sultry slowness, and as added signature, always delights the war by featuring Grammy soloists on her sexy, smooth tracks.

In the Sun

© Maggie Moor

Pretty new dress, cherry
Pretty lies
What she’s not supposed to say

Skipping hopscotch, green lawn
In the night
Dreamin’ of a place in the sun

In the sun

High heels clickin’ on the highway
Her suitcase
Broken smile in her eyes
She lingered a gaze, his face
Imagined falling
Falling in love

In the sun

She slipped a hazy room
Strange days, persuasion
Smoky liquid secret kisses
Lookin for a man to feel her blues
Oh, lookin for the glamour lookin for the style, looking for a place

Red lips flashing
Waiting wanting
Smoky liquid, batting lashes
Innocence collides, crashes

Ruby red lips moving speaking
Liquid red lips move
Her inner style, inner smile
Sweet red lips move in her style
She captivates them
She captivates you

Lookin for a place
In the sun
Lookin for the glamour
In the sun
Lookin for the style
In the sun
Her smile
In the sun