Hey there darling
With that smile on your face
Do you want to see me fall
From my pretty hill of grace
I cross my heart...
Say a prayer...
And knock on wood
Oh, I could have had it bad for you
And that's not good
Hey there baby
There once was a time
You could've rolled me like tobacco
You could've spilled me like wine
Across the lips
Across the fingers
Across the skin of your neighborhood
Oh, I could have had it bad for you
And that's not good
You can sing for your supper
For the roof over your head
For Mohammed, Buddha, Jesus
For the living and the dead
For the words you lock in silence
That you wished that you had said
Or you can sing to fill the emptiness
That's banging round your head
It's just that your bed looked so pretty
I wanted to be there waking up
With your sugar milk and coffee
In my lonely cup
All right... All right
It's understood
Oh, I could have had it bad for you
And that's not good
I could have had it bad for you
And that's not good