by Laura Nyro - as recorded by Three Dog Night Eli's comin' Eli's comin' (Eli's a-comin') Well you better hide your heart, your loving heart Eli's a-
Eli's comin', Eli's comin' Whoa, you better hide your heart Your lovin' heart Eli's a comin' and the cards say Broken heart, oh, broken heart Eli's comin
"Farmer Joe, I?m the meanest woman you know Woman you know", she said Farmer Joe, I?m the meanest woman, you know Woman you know I let you slide about
Last call for the poverty train Last call for the poverty train, yeah It looks good and dirty on shiny light strip And if you don't get beat you got
Silver was the color, winter was a snowbell Mother of the wind boys, living off the lovewell Always living off the lovewell, lovewell with Lu And everybody
Kisses from you in the flames of December's Boudoir They fill me like melons, touch me with chivalry Truly I know, truly I know who you are December will
Ooh, la, la, la Ooh, la, la, la Ooh, la, la, la Ooh, la, la, la Emily And her love to be Carved in a heart On a berry tree But it's only, only a little
No one hurries home to lonely women No one hurries home to lonely women A gal could die without her man And no one knows it better than lonely women
Yes, I?m ready, so come on, Luckie Well, there?s an avenue of Devil who believe in stone You can meet the captain at the dead-end zone What Devil doesn
Eli's coming, hide your heart, girl Eli's coming, hide your heart, girl Girl, Eli's coming, you better hide Girl, Eli's coming, you better hide Girl, Eli
Let's go down by the grapevine Drink my daddy's wine, get happy Down by the grapevine Drink my daddy's wine, get happy, happy Oh, sweet blindness A little
Can you surry? Can you picnic? Can you surry? Can you picnic? C'mon, c'mon and Surry down to a stoned soul picnic Surry down to a stoned soul picnic
Uptown, going down, old lifeline Walking down faster, walking with the master of time My lady woke up and she broke down, she got up, she let go Take
My lover's mouth Been so good to me My lover's mouth Been so good to me It promised joy for a jail house And a broken key Woah, God, I got a job On
Super summer, sugar coppin' In the mornin' Do your shoppin' baby, oh I love my love thing Super ride inside my lovething You may disappear But you'll
Traducció: Nyro, Laura. Comin Eli '.
