Eugenio Finardi - Spoonful lyrics

It could be a Spoonful of diamonds Could be a Spoonful of gold Just a little spoon of my precious love To satisfy you soul Men lie about that Spoonful Some men crie about a Spoonful Some die about that Spoonful Everybody fighting 'bout the Spoonful That Spoon, that Spoon, that Spoonful… Could be a Spoonful of coffee It could be a Spoonful of tea Just a little spoon Of your precious love Shure's good enough for me Men lie about that Spoonful… That Spoon, that Spoon, that Spoonful… Could be a Spoonful of water To save me from that desert sand But one spoon of luck From my little Forty Five Save me from another man Men lie about that Spoonful… That Spoon, that Spoon, that Spoonful… (Grazie a Rosanna per questo testo)