Love in Times of War
I went to the gypsy, to have my fortune told
She said you're in hard luck woman,
Doggone your Bad Luck Soul
And get my lovin all the time
I want to be...... somebody's..... baby doll
To ease my mind
Now he can be ugly, and he can be bad
As long as he can Eagle Rock and Ball the Jack
And get my lovin all the time
I really mean!
To get my lovin all the time!
She said you're in hard luck woman,
Doggone your Bad Luck Soul
I want to be..... somebody's..... baby doll
And get my lovin all the time
I want to be...... somebody's..... baby doll
To ease my mind
Now he can be ugly, and he can be bad
As long as he can Eagle Rock and Ball the Jack
I want to be..... somebody's...... baby doll
And get my lovin all the time
I really mean!
To get my lovin all the time!
2 Comments:
Reminds me of the title "Love in the Time of Cholera" by Gabriel García Márquez. Excellent book.
That book was highly recommended to me in a bar one night.
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