T/The Spinners/Bad, Bad Weather (Till You Come Home)
(Ah...yeah) Hmm...hmm
Since you've been gone my voice sounds like thunder My friends say I seem like a cloudy day (Like a cloudy day, yeah) All I need is a stroke of lightnin' to make my frame a little more frightenin' And I'll be bad, bad weather till you come home, oh
I'm gonna be bad weather Till you come home, oh, yes, I will, baby I'm gonna be thunder and lightnin' Till you come home, oh, yeah
Now my little room reminds me of London town When the evening sun goes down Honey, it's cold and misty, and oh, so foggy And it's hard to find my way around
And if I should stumble upon something that belongs to you I become confused inside and I don't know what to do
I'm gonna be bad weather, oh, baby Till you come home, baby, oh, yes, I will I'm gonna be misty morning, oh, yeah Till you come home, and, oh, yeah, baby
There's a tornado inside of me Adding to all of my misery Girl, are you tryin' to destroy me If so, let me know to prepare for much more
Of this bad weather Till you come home, oh, yeah, baby It's gonna be thunder and lightin' Till you come home, yeah, yeah
It's gonna be, oh, baby Till you get here, baby Oh, it's gonna be bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad weather Till you come home, babyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
