作曲 : Adam Baker Well I know I ain't spoken of love in a coon's age. But I can't help it now. Just helping myself to whatever I can. I chose the softest kind of dove to chase around, to place bound and stout in a pose of arrogance, and loneliness, of cleanliness. Silence all the clocks tonight. It's show time, with drinks to spill. Hear my mouth, I've got the sounds to send you back home with peace of mind. Well I pace myself when marching because I tangle up my legs if I don't slow down, and look at my woman; remember that everything is round, complete, or completing. Silence all the clocks tonight. It's show time, with drinks to spill. Hear my mouth, I've got the sounds to send you back home with peace of mind
作曲 : Adam Baker Well I know I ain't spoken of love in a coon's age. But I can't help it now. Just helping myself to whatever I can. I chose the softest kind of dove to chase around, to place bound and stout in a pose of arrogance, and loneliness, of cleanliness. Silence all the clocks tonight. It's show time, with drinks to spill. Hear my mouth, I've got the sounds to send you back home with peace of mind. Well I pace myself when marching because I tangle up my legs if I don't slow down, and look at my woman; remember that everything is round, complete, or completing. Silence all the clocks tonight. It's show time, with drinks to spill. Hear my mouth, I've got the sounds to send you back home with peace of mind
