Take the drinks off of the
table.
Throw my guitar out the door.
Set my sights on some new
sunrise.
Help my feet to the floor.
I ain't lookin' for affection.
I guess I need myself a shove.
Give me someone I can look
up to.
Show me someone I can love.
Good boys go to heaven,
good girls say their prayers.
Me, I don't say anything at
all.
I hope the Big Man still cares.
Touch my soul with your religion.
Cut my throat with your spite.
Hurt me with your silence,
girl.
Stay with me, stay with me,
stay with
me tonight.
I ain't lookin' for affection.
I guess I need myself a shove.
Give me someone I can look
up to.
Show me someone I can love.
Don't go starin' at me.
Makes me feel so insecure.
Talk behind my back if you
want to.
I don't hear no more.
Take me to my destination.
Put me on the plane.
Fly me up to heaven, dear
Lord.
Take me home again.
I ain't lookin' for affection.
I guess I need myself a shove.
Give me someone I can look
up to.
Show me someone I can love.
Marco Giunco |
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