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Cousteau - Nothing So Bad lyrics
There ain't nothing so very good As this love in its morning When it comes with its promises And leaves without warning There ain't nothing I can do about This fever in my head Oh, things I can't say out loud, Things that I dread There ain't nothing so bad, now As a good man done wrong There's blood on my hands, Honey now- What have I done? Honey what have I done One day I woke up Forgot all my dreams And its driving me to distraction, honey Would you listen to me, please Every man is a prisoner Of his own desire Oh, good man get done some wrong Gets caught in it's fire There ain't nothing so bad, now As a good man done wrong There's blood on my hands, Honey now, what have we done? Honey what have we done (It was a slip of the tongue now the plague has begun) |
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