Beth Orton - Carmella Lyrics
There's something kinda funny 'bout a man making moneyOff a blonde haired blue eyed girlHe's got a child at home who he likes to leave aloneFor his blonde haired blue eyed girlCarmell, where you gonna run toWhen the sky comes crashing in on youSlow down, who you gonna turn toWhen there's nothing left for you to proveAnd I can't control myselfAnd I won't be no one elseNo I can't control myselfAnd I wouldn't want to be anywhere elseIs it true what they say about you do you know it too?There's nothing very funny 'bout a man spending moneyOn a blonde haired blue eyed girlHe's got a child at home who he loves to leave aloneFor his blonde haired blue eyed girlCarmell, where you gonna run toWhen the sky comes crashing in on youSlow down, who you gonna turn toWhen there's nothing left for you to proveAnd I can't control myselfAnd I won't be no one elseNo I can't control myselfAnd I wouldn't want to be anywhere elseIt's true what they say about you do you know it too?And I can't control myselfAnd I won't be on one elseNo I can't control myselfAnd I wouldn't want to be anywhere elseIt's true what they say about you and I know it tooI always knew it too
