Lyrics

Spent a week in a dusty library Waiting for some words to jump at me We met by a trick of fate French navy my sailor mate We met by the moon on a silvery lake You came my way Said, I want you to stay You with your dietary restriction Said you loved me with a lot of conviction I was waiting to be struck by lightning Waiting for somebody exciting like you Oh, the thing that you do You make me go, woo-ooh-ooh With the thing that you do (you do, you do) I wanted to control it But love, I couldn't hold it I wanted to control it But love, I couldn't hold it I'll be criticized for lending out my art I was criticized for letting you break my heart Why would I stand for disappointed looks? I'm fully grown, but I'm on tenterhooks Ooh, with the looks, on tenterhooks Ooh, with the looks, the looks, the looks I wanted to control it But love, I couldn't hold it I wanted to control it But love, I couldn't hold it Relationships were something I used to do Convince me they are better for me and you We met by a trick of fate French navy, my sailor I wanted to control it But love, I couldn't hold it I wanted to control it But love, I couldn't hold it I wanted to control it But love, I couldn't hold it I wanted to control it But love, I couldn't hold it
Writer(s): Tracyanne Campbell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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