Scrawled in Sap

Oh, the sky gray orange an' the walls stained blue An' I laid right down on the golden satin with you Into sween dark circles of beautiful eyes I go round, oh Lord, I go round Will you tell me once again? Cream white skin, you are my friend I seen you walkin' and your white hips sway Oh girl I will have you no more To the moan in your voice, not a charm do you lack Your skin to touch as a black ravens back But I cannot go far with these words as they rhyme As to tell of the pleasure, your hand in mine [Incomprehensible] I must confess That was she claim to give you [Incomprehensible] And my waitress An' I pray as I say this song in this way That your eyes they would close an' your head begin to sway An' you'll feel how he heals with his blood on our skin I am yours lady, yeah scrawled an thin Will you tell me once again? Cream white skin, you are my friend I seen you walkin' in your husband's way Girl I will have you more The sky gray, orange an' the walls stained blue An' I laid right down on the golden satin with you Into sween dark circles of beautiful eyes I go round, oh Lord, I go round Round and round Round and round