Cousteau
Nothing So Bad
There ain't nothing so very good
As this love in its morning When it comes with its promises And leaves without warning There ain't nothing I can do about
This fever in my head Oh, things I can't say out loud, Things that I dread There ain't nothing so bad, now As a good man done wrong There's blood on my hands, Honey now- What have I done? Honey what have I done... One day I woke up Forgot all my dreams And its driving me to distraction, honey Would you listen to me, please... Every man is a prisoner Of his own desire Oh, good man get done some wrong Gets caught in it's fire Letras de canciones
There ain't nothing so bad, now
As a good man done wrong There's blood on my hands, Honey now, what have we done? Honey what have we done... (...It was a slip of the tongue now the plague has begun...)
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