Lyrics

You are the treacle in my pie You are the splinter in my eye You make the ice melt, the butter run You are the ink stain, you are the one Sleep together the milkyway Sleep forever and a day Lovely jewels in joy designed La la la la... I am the local, I am express I am a tourist in a summer dress I am the night nurse, I am the most I am the visitor, you are the host My wings are clipped My drinks are sipped My lips are lipped My lid is flipped I am the night nurse I am the most I am the visitor You are the host
Writer(s): Gregory Isaacs, Sylvester Weise Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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