letra de nonfiction - the black crowes
i don’t know my telephone number
but you kiss good and i’d like to see you tomorrow
and i don’t beg babe, i pay, i don’t barter
if we had a child, i’d like a son not a daughter
no, she’d be just like you, you know that will not do
i’m no builder, i’m no gardener
i sing some songs, have a friend who’s a photographer
there ain’t no other language i know how to speak
some like their water shallow, i like mine deep, so very deep
tied to the bottom with a noose around my feet
clouds conspire, above my head
i overheard them say i wish he was dead
today the sunset, it burned my eyes
in the next room, i hear someone cry
i like to dress up like the jury
to eat like a king, to poke fun at the clergy
to talk like dirt, to love you like tar
but never fall in too fast with my, my north star … no, no, no, no
while you pull your hair out, i buy the drinks at the bar
clouds conspire, above my head
i overheard them, what they say, say i wish he was dead
today the sunset, it burned my eyes
in the next room, i hear someone cry
writer: robinson, christopher mark / robinson, rich s.
lyrics © warner/chappell music, inc.
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