My Soul Cries Your Name - X

作词：Otis Blackwell

A woman built like you

Was built to serve my needs

Carve intials on my back

Wrap your arms around me

With your lovin' please you're as good

I hurt you so i gotta go

I wouldn't blame you a bit for never giving me a chance

You got red-rock too short a gold-mine where they meet

Long-fired arms and a treasure chest where they meet

Hold my hair and arch your back and scream

I hurt you so i gotta go

I wouldn't blame you a bit for never giving me a chance

My soul cries your name over and over again

My soul cries your name over and over again

Suck my heart into your haze turn it into sex

Front seat of my car you were better than my bed

Flames on your chest hell's open gate

I hurt you so i gotta go

I wouldn't blame you a bit for never giving me a chance

My soul cries your name over and over again

My soul cries your name over and over again

My soul cries your name over and over again

My soul cries your name over and over again

My soul cries your name over and over again

My soul cries your name over and over again

My soul cries your name over and over again

My soul cries your name over and over again