Robin Freeman - Back (In Y'r Love) lyrics

When the wind is crawlin' At y'r basement floor And the rats are runnin' round Tryin' to get underheath y'r chamber door When I smell the stech On y'r sweatstained street And I see this French chick Lickin' my speed When the snow is wettin' My old wooden chair And; the crabs are runnin' round In my pubic hair When y'r bubblegum is stickin' In my pubic hair When all my old sollicitors Come around, only needles for a pay And all me brandnew visitors Only have spoons to give away All my precious pleasures You took away with all your charms And all my so called treasures Made a strainer of my arms Damn this cruel december Days shift into nights I wish I could remember How you drifted from my sight Anything I can think of It never seems enough I make friends with y'r daddy I make friends with y'r dog Just to get you let me back in y'r love Just to get you let me back in y'r love