I feel lonely when I'm left all alone I feel homely when you leave me at home And the witchcraft that you're putting on me Is a patch on a raft that is far out to sea
Pass me the bread and the brown sugar cubes And I'll butter your toast While you take off your shoes The coffee is warm, but it's not too good Or maybe it's misunderstood like me
Oh, honey, can't you see? I wanna hold you like a sloth hugs a tree 'Cause I crave you like a glass needs wine But I'm worried that I'm wasting your time
Let's take a stroll to the end of the street Put your hand in my pocket so the neighbors can see I want them to see, I want them to see Oh, Lord, let them see
You can buzz all you want They don't hear you like me I'm a fly on the wall and you're the queen of the bees
Pass me the bread and the green tea leaves I'll butter your toast While you're taking it easy My tea needs honey 'cause it's not so good And who cares if I'm misunderstood?
'Cause I love you like my mother loves me I wanna hold you like an ant climbs a tree Let's take a stroll to the end of the street I'm a fly on the wall and you're the queen of the bees
Compositor: John Anthony White (BMI)Editores: Songs Of Universal Inc (BMI), Third String Tunes (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #34833581 em 21/Abr/2024