Hey there darling With that smile on your face Do you want to see me fall From my pretty hill of grace I cross my heart... Say a prayer... And knock on wood Oh, I could have had it bad for you And that's not good Hey there baby There once was a time You could've rolled me like tobacco You could've spilled me like wine Across the lips Across the fingers Across the skin of your neighborhood Oh, I could have had it bad for you And that's not good You can sing for your supper For the roof over your head For Mohammed, Buddha, Jesus For the living and the dead For the words you lock in silence That you wished that you had said Or you can sing to fill the emptiness That's banging round your head It's just that your bed looked so pretty I wanted to be there waking up With your sugar milk and coffee In my lonely cup All right... All right It's understood Oh, I could have had it bad for you And that's not good I could have had it bad for you And that's not goodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
