Musta been high Musta had plenty If she had one (Don't know) mighta had twenty Flat on my back With the wind out of my sail My friends all say I look a little skinny and pale Caught a nasty little bug One thing sure there ain't no cure When you're down with love
Enough to make a grown man cry Or make a mule comply (comin' down with love) Enough to make a soul man straight Or make a wildcat domesticate
My head's too hot My nose a little runny My family doctor Stuck me twice and stole my money
Mirror mirror on the wall Let me tell you what I see Some kind of strung out fool Looking back at me I need a miracle drug Cause one thing sure there ain't no cure When you're down with love
Enough to make a grown man cry Or make a mule comply (comin' down with love) Enough to make a soul man straight Or make a wildcat domesticate
Flat on my back With the wind out of my sail My friends all say I need a miracle drug Cause one thing sure there ain't no cure When you're down with love
Enough to make a grown man cry Or make a mule comply (comin' down with love) Enough to make a mad dog tame And give a man a good name One thing's sure there ain't no cure When you're down with loveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
