Black Crowes - Song Of The Flesh Lyrics
Written by: r. robinson & c. robinsonCurse the wicked whisper here in this earMake my honeyGrind that salt before the rains come this yearMake it all muddySo now you have calledAnd now you want to ring my neckOh baby you talk so tightTell me now whos all wetI could kiss your promiscuous mindMy flesh is yours and there is nothing to fearMake us all aloneWind your watch and bless all my prayersMake ready to get homeOh now you get so hardNow you ring my neckNow you wanna talk so tightTell me whos all wetI could kiss your promiscuous mindI could kiss your promiscuous mindYes I couldI have four lone starsThat you have given meYeah, why dont you give it babyWell, the feeling youre giving babyTell me, what you give awayGive it, give it, give it