Those fingers in my hair that sly come hither stare That strips my conscience bare, it's witchcraft And I've got no defense for it, the heat is too intense
Sunday morning you wake up Some people go to church - perhaps Same time we drink sugar tea Have our third breakfast Wake up at three You sit in church
I sit on my pillow My cat on my head I hear your voice, boy And can't forget Your kisses were cold and Full of loneliness Hold deep sadness With my hands
Look beyond my face and love me I'm not the good girl you should know There was a time when I thought of you There was a time when you thought of me
On the night of april the 14th A little girl walked to new york, new york Her best friend jonny said It'd be impossible 'cause Seattle is too far away
Little long time At breakfast tea some toast and eggs The t.v.'s on I'm lying in bed My feet are cold and my cheeks are red I pet my real fat cat Nobody
Never wore a gun before A plane in the fog, oh wait those are clouds I'm talking about The suitcase in my hand and the way I have to walk Those are empty
...hayeahhhh... A red black beetle crawls over my feet It's little steps tickle It gives me the creeps I wash my hands and I wash my face A fresh summer
Sing, yeah It's a long, long time ago It was a strange story A girl loved a boy You, you have to know When a witch is lovin' She's losin' her magic One
Sexy girl She doesn't look good I mean she isn't thin She doesn't have a perfect skin But she's so mmmhh... Hey she's so mmmhh...aha So schalalalala
Dear lifetime Dear lifetime Listen to me Are you standing, waiting for me? Are you running, will you follow me? Dear lifetime Answer me What will
You put a spell on me girl Some kind of southern breeze, and I know what it means I'm not a superstitious man But you're calling me back after being with
It's in your eyes, a colour fade out, Looks like a new transition. The starting up and shaking your ground, Turning your head to see a new day calling
Sie schuf er, sie schnitt er, sie ersann Siegvater durch den Trank, der getropft war aus Heiddraupnirs Haupt und aus Hoddrofnirs Horn Sie schuf er, sie
Wrote a letter to you and threw it away Spirit tried to call me, I have no words to say Sister can you tell me if it's gonna be okay The chains and bangles
[based on the forthcoming novel "Sword And Sorcery" by Tarek "MS" Maghary] [Strophe1:] From the hills behind the lake He heard the riddle of the brave
I've tried and tried To capture you What more can one Mere mortal do? My love potion Boils and bubbles Poison darts Red poison apples Kafe' kasita Non
