Scrawled in Sap Songtext
von 16 Horsepower
Scrawled in Sap Songtext
Oh, the sky gray orange an′ the walls stained blue
An' I laid right down on the golden satin with you
Into sween dark circles of beautiful eyes
I go round, oh Lord, I go round
Will you tell me once again?
Cream white skin, you are my friend
I seen you walkin′ and your white hips sway
Oh girl I will have you no more
To the moan in your voice, not a charm do you lack
Your skin to touch as a black ravens back
But I cannot go far with these words as they rhyme
As to tell of the pleasure, your hand in mine
[Incomprehensible] I must confess
That was she claim to give you [Incomprehensible]
And my waitress
An' I pray as I say this song in this way
That your eyes they would close an' your head begin to sway
An′ you′ll feel how he heals with his blood on our skin
I am yours lady, yeah scrawled an thin
Will you tell me once again?
Cream white skin, you are my friend
I seen you walkin' in your husband′s way
Girl I will have you more
The sky gray, orange an' the walls stained blue
An′ I laid right down on the golden satin with you
Into sween dark circles of beautiful eyes
I go round, oh Lord, I go round
Round and round
Round and round
An' I laid right down on the golden satin with you
Into sween dark circles of beautiful eyes
I go round, oh Lord, I go round
Will you tell me once again?
Cream white skin, you are my friend
I seen you walkin′ and your white hips sway
Oh girl I will have you no more
To the moan in your voice, not a charm do you lack
Your skin to touch as a black ravens back
But I cannot go far with these words as they rhyme
As to tell of the pleasure, your hand in mine
[Incomprehensible] I must confess
That was she claim to give you [Incomprehensible]
And my waitress
An' I pray as I say this song in this way
That your eyes they would close an' your head begin to sway
An′ you′ll feel how he heals with his blood on our skin
I am yours lady, yeah scrawled an thin
Will you tell me once again?
Cream white skin, you are my friend
I seen you walkin' in your husband′s way
Girl I will have you more
The sky gray, orange an' the walls stained blue
An′ I laid right down on the golden satin with you
Into sween dark circles of beautiful eyes
I go round, oh Lord, I go round
Round and round
Round and round
Writer(s): Jean-yves Tola, David Eugene Edwards, Keven Mark Soll Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com