Roger Chapman - Hearts On The Floor lyrics

The jungle awaits the lion's return Fully aware but heavily burned Ignoring the claims of the three legged fool Got to bent or got to be cruel, oh. On again, on again, nailing my a** to the floor On again, on again, another left hook to the jaw Jesus, my heart's on the floor. Too many battles, too many games Too many women make a hard hearted man Hearts you can touch but cold as a stone Sleep is a reward for people alone. Round again, round again, beatin' a path to my door Round again, round again, spitting and scratching for more Jesus, my heart's on the floor. Looking down that lonely avenue Trying to shake the dust from a woman's abuse Open opinion, yes, a four letter fool I'm lacing my drinks and my walking shoes. Up again, down again, hung up to dry, what a bore Up again, down again, stuck up a creek without oars Jesus, my heart's on the floor Jesus, my heart's on the floor. Oh ... Up again, down again, hung up to dry, what a bore Up again, down again, stuck up a creek without oars On again, on again, nailing my a** to the floor On again, on again, another left hook to the jaw Round again, round again, beatin' a path to my door I said now, round again, round again, spitting and scratching for more Jesus, my heart's on the floor Jesus, my heart's on the floor.