Текст песни Van Morrison - T.B. Sheets, слова песни Van Morrison

Текст песни Van Morrison - T.B. Sheets

Van Morrison - T.B. Sheets слова песни

Now listen, Julie baby,it ain`t natural for you to cry in the midnight.It ain`t natural for you to cry way into midnight through,Until the wee small hours long `fore the break of dawn,Oh Lord, huh uh ha. Ha. Now Julie, an` there ain`t nothin` on my mindMore further `way than what you`re lookin` for.I see the way you jumped at me, Lord, from behind the doorAnd looked into my eyes.Your a little star struck innuendosInadequacies an` foreign bodies,And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window paneNumbs my brain,And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window paneNumbs my brain, oh Lord. Ha, so open up the window and let me breathe.I said open up the window, shh shh shh shh shh and let me breathe.I`m looking down to the street below, Lord, I cried for you,Ha ha, I cried, I cried for you, ha ha. Oh, Lord. The cool room, Lord is a fool`s room.The cool room, Lord is a fool`s room.And I can almost smell your T.B. sheetsAnd I can almost smell your T.B. sheetsOn your sick bed. I gotta go, I gotta goAnd you said, "Please stay, I wanna, I wanna,I want a drink of water, I want a drink of water,Go in the kitchen get me a drink of water."I said, "I gotta go, I gotta go, baby."I said, "I`end, I`ll send somebody around here later.You know we got John comin` around here laterWith a bottle of wine for you, baby - but I gotta go." The cool room, Lord is a fool`s room,The cool room, Lord, Lord is a fool`s room, a fool`s room.And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets,I can almost smell your T.B. sheets, T.B. I gotta go, I gotta go.I`ll send around, send around one that grumbles later on, babe.We`ll see what I can pick up for you, you know.Yeah, I got a few things gotta do.Don`t worry about it, don`t worry about it, don`t worry.Huh uh, go, go, go, I`ve gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go,Gotta go, gotta go, huh uh, all right, all right, huh huh huh. I turned on the radio,If you wanna hear a few tunes, I`ll turn on the radio for you.There you go, there you go, there you go, baby, there you go, huh. You`ll be all right, too, huh huh, ha ha, yeah.I know it ain`t funny, it ain`t runny at all, baby,Always laying in the cool room, man, laying in the cool room,In the cool room, in the cool room.

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T.B. Sheets

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