I'll be your orthodox man when you call I'll be your slave, your pet Seventh son or just your seventh fool To make and strip the beds The lining's thin, my temper worse Come near me and I'm sure to burst the bubble You're floating in So chew me up and spit me out Spread fear across my upper brow Never drown, just keeps spinning
Baby, just call I'll be here waiting late Baby, just call I'll be here waiting, waiting, waiting Baby, just call I'll be here waiting late Baby, just call I'll be here waiting, waiting, waiting
I'll be your orthodox man when you call I'll light your cigarettes One excuse is all I need to crawl Up to your feet, I wept To hear you singing in the shower I'll be your mat or I'll towel tower Dry you with my bare hands They're soft as polars' Press so gently on your shoulder Never bathe, please keep singing Never bathe, please keep singing
Baby, just call I'll be here waiting late Baby, just call I'll be here waiting, waiting, waiting Baby, just call I'll be here waiting late Baby, just call I'll be here waiting, waiting, waiting
I'll be your orthodox man when you call I'll be your slave, your pet Seventh son or just your seventh fool At your feet I wept
Baby, just call I'll be here waiting late Baby, just call I'll be here waiting, waiting, waiting Baby, just call I'll be here waiting late Baby, just call I'll be here waiting, waiting, waiting
Baby, just call I'll be here waiting late Baby, just call I'll be here waiting, waiting, waiting Baby, just call I'll be here waiting late Baby, just call I'll be here waiting, waiting, waitingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
