You've got a lot to answer for, but baby I love you.... You've got a lot to answer for, but baby I love you.... . If it turns to blue, what are we gonna do?.
Written by Marla Cannon-Goodman, Ronnie Bowman & Buddy Cannon. 2003 Universal Music Corp./Big Orange Dog Music (ASCAP)Sony/. ATV Tree Pub./William Franklin Music (BMI)/Run Slow Music (ASCAP).
I got your message today, isn't it hard to be recumbent again?. He comes and ruins your day, a shove in the side enough to drive you insane. . But when you go to talk about your fling.
Written by Ronnie Bowman & Buddy Cannon. 2003 Sony/ATV Songs LLC and William Franklin Music admin.. by Sony/ATV Music Pub. (ASCAP)(BMI). . I feel you everywhere.
You're adamant. So loose-limbed I give in. Although your bed is warm,. the worn springs the creak of regret. . And lust is the thief who steals away while we were sleeping.
It's what's not there. That makes what's there. What it is. . Seems like we're quite in demand. More faint praise, well I'll be damned. Ships run aground on the rocks.
You should know by now. That the common thread is taut. I'd like to stay. But you just won't listen. Disappointment I'd take. Though there's no point to it.
We'll gather lilacs in the spring again. And walk together down an English lane. Until our hearts have learned to sing again. When you come home once more.
While there's a show left to perform. Smooth down your hair and put your make-up on. You'll face another night in. So close your mind no one will follow you.
I found me a pulse. I found me a pulse. And I came to this screaming City baby. I found me a pulse. . I bought me some clothes. I bought me some clothes.
Never meant you no harm,. Never meant you no harm. Yeah, yeah.... . Never spun you no yarns,. Never spun you no yarn. Yeah, yeah.... . And she'll go yeah.
Crimes of passion. Ruled his mind. The anger inside. Compassion he will never find. . The pain and pleasure. Of the blade. And he loved. The screams she made.
I don't ever wanna wake up feeling like a tourist. I don't ever wanna wake up feeling like a tourist, baby, baby. I don't ever wanna wake up feeling like a tourist, baby, baby.
If you swing to and fro. Let your inhibitions go. They're crippling and useless. . I'll be your enemy. If that's what you want me to be. Yeah that will do nicely.
This boy can't swim. He's wearing too many skins. I hope he sinks. Then he'll forget everything. . Dreamt up the lies that would hold it together. Then realised those he lied to were cleverer.
Did you find that some modern day. Your life was in disarray. For long, for good. . Did you do what your parents done?. Find some mad equilibrium?. . And now I can say honestly.
The more I see you, the more I want you. Somehow this feeling just grows and grows. . With every sigh I just become more mad about you. More lost without you and so it goes.
What did I do wrong?. Oh you nearly drove me cuckoo.... Am I really all that bad?. You're worse than Hannibal Lecter, Charlie Manson, Freddie Krueger....
Ooh baby blue is it true?. It's not you that they came for?. I'm a free radical, libertine. Jimmy Dean, eat your heart out. . Did no one warn us, no one want us.
Some call it faith, some call it love. Some call it guidance from above. You are the reason we found ours. So thank you stars. . Some people think it's far away.