Spoonful Songtext
von Bjørn Berge

Could be a spoonful of diamonds
Could be a spoonful of gold
Just a little spoon of your precious love
Satisfy my soul

Men lies about that
Some cries about that
Some dies about that
Well, everything fight about the spoonful
Spoon, that spoon, that spoonful
Spoon, that spoon, that spoonful

Could be a spoonful of coffee
Could be a spoonful of tea
Just a little spoon of your precious love
Is good enough for me


Men lies about that
Some cries about that
Some dies about that
Well, everybody fight about the spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful
Spoon, that spoon, that spoonful
Spoon, that spoon, that, oh

Could be a spoonful of water
Saved from the desert sand
Just one spoon of them forty-five
Save you from another man

Men lies about that
Some cries about that
Some dies about that
Well, everything fight about the spoonful
Spoon, that spoon, that spoonful
Spoon, that spoon, that spoonful
Spoon, that spoon, that, oh