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Suspicion
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Suspicion è stato pubblicato il 1 gennaio 1996 da Capitol Nashville come parte dell'album Vintage Collections
1 gennaio 1996
LinguaEnglish
BPM
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Testi

I come home from work the other night
Dog tired as I could be
I saw a gray fedora
Where my hat oughta be
Now man I'm not the jealous type
But it sure appears to me
When I come home I oughta see my hat
Where my hat oughta be
Suspicion, suspicion
It's got its hold on me
When the green-eyed monster gets ya
He'll never set you free
Like the other morning I left the house
I started to laugh and sing
When I got about halfway down to work
I got to thinking about some things
So I doubled back home and opened the door
To see if I'd got a letter
Now I'm not the least bit jealous
You know me, man I know better
Well I kinda tippy-toed in you know
Just to see what I could see
I saw a great big black cigar
Where my pipe oughta be
On the breakfast table there was bacon and eggs
And toast and orange peel
When I got up my wife gave me
A dish of cold oatmeal
Suspicion, suspicion
It's got its hold on me
When the green-eyed monster gets ya
He'll never set you free
My wife says that I'm jealous
Well you know I ain't of course
Say when I come home with a hair on my coat
I gotta show her the horse
But like the other morning she got up
And left the house about five
Said she felt like taking a walk in the hills
Felt good to be alive
Well I didn't give it very much thought
But I did notice just for fun
That the nylon on her left leg
Had started a little run
Now she come busting back home at nine
I know I wasn't tired
But the nylon run I'd noticed now
Was over on the right
Suspicion, suspicion
It's got its hold on me
When the green-eyed monster gets ya
He'll never set you free
Been thinking about it lately
With prices the way they go
How come it was we eat so much
And our grocery bill so low
Understand I'm not complaining
Say I should be filled with joy
But I just got to thinking about
That good looking grocery boy
So just in case I had a clue
I thought I'd set a trap
When I come home unexpectedly
He was sitting in my wife's lap
She smiled at me a sickly smile
And what do you think she said
"Look honey I caught a burglar"
And that grocery boy dropped dead
Suspicion, suspicion
It's got its hold on me
When the green-eyed monster gets ya
He'll never set you free
Suspicion, suspicion
Suspicion, suspicion
He'll never set you free
Written by: Foster Carling, Les Paul
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