Every night I go down town Take a walk around Every soulful sound Reminds me of you And all the shit you do You are the mood that I’m in
Every afternoon I try Don’t have to wonder why I Kiss on some other guy I just can’t help missing you And all that shit you do You are the mood that I’m in
All I wanna do is cook your bread I just wanna make sure you’re well fed I would rather die one hundred ways Go blind than watch you walk away Come on home You are the mood that I’m in
Started smoking cigarettes One hundred sixty sticks All my love is sick Don’t wanna hear where you been conversations You are the mood that I’m in
All I wanna do is cook your bread I just wanna make sure you’re well fed I would rather die one hundred ways Go blind than watch you walk away Come on home You are the mood that I’m in
Those wicked eyes they captify straight through my dress Don’t be so shy while I am swimming in your hands I can taste your sweat
Cause all I wanna do is cook your bread I just wanna make sure you’re well fed I would rather die one hundred ways Go blind than watch you walk away Come on home You are the mood that I’m in Come on home You are the mood that I’m inTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
