Today I met with Mrs. Wade My love affair, my only shame She told me that she loves me “Honey I could eat you up…
Come join the club, let’s get in love…”
There was no Bridget Bardot And there was no Melody Nelson There was only me And when I got slapped I tried to turn my other chick Wishing I could smack that beautiful behind of hers all night long But I just couldn’t And it is what it is To be omnipresent and impotent at the same time Forever
Oh anguished leapers How we glided Into her kiss An angel’s hearse By God – I’ll never let her go My Mrs. Wade I love her so Now she was dancing in front of me
All my memories All her apathies I’m so sick of going round in circles Well BOOHOO!!!! You’re not the only one with problems, you know…
“Have you ever wondered?” She coils my tears to a moth shaped yearning “Could a coyer soul beat my orchestrated laughter?”
I’m so sick of going round in circles
“There, there…” she comforts, “You’ve never had me anyway…”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
