I went walking in the garden i was tripping on snakes I ain't asking for your love I'm just asking what your love is going to take Ignorance is bliss when you're young enough to kiss Young men don't need pardons how much love you gonna make Keep yer head above the water And breathe before The ice of the lake I ain't gonna let him Twist my wrist I ain't gonna let him kiss these lips. No You been falling close to arson Did you leave yer pills at home? You've got a problem with yer head And the doctor said You shouldn't be alone I got hips And you got lips I plan to keep them This ain't Johnny Carson I've got thoughts that Ain't my own I'm talking black souls Dressed in red things That i should have never known True love has its benefits and i plan to reap themTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
