Oh, I can feel your heart through your fleece
It's a short black skirt

It's the pen in your pocket
Baby, are you writing to me?

I'm away all the time
I'll be damned if I don't get home tonight

You said you loved me since the day I was born
I don't know what for
I can't explain it, I'm not gonna

(AAh)

Lord forgive me
You can try but I wouldn't reason
with me Lord I'm letting go
I'm a seahorse
And I need a little sugar
I just need a little sugar

Tangled and tethered and pining the thing
Come crawling to me
If you lie down I'll lie down too
My disposition is a death machine

If you touch the nerve Then I hold it opеn and

(AAh)
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Lord forgive me
You can try but I wouldn't reason
with mе Lord I'm letting go
I'm a seahorse
And I need a little sugar
I just need a little sugar

Lord forgive me
You can try but I wouldn't reason
with me Lord I'm letting go
I'm a seahorse
And I need a little sugar
I just need a little sugar
I just need a little sugar