Blues In ‘e’

(Seal)

The dark eyed, brown haired lover
From hard time Isreal
Is looking for a soul to take over
She's looking for some love to sell

The speed that we go is faster
Than anything in soul and mind
She's trained to touch your body, baby
She's trained to blow your fuckin' mind

But you seem to hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on to your love

Making love is just a fairy tale
And all she ever wanted was to be herself
Oh yeah

Woa yeah

What, what, what is good for me
Is good for her
Is good for us in time

Tame the transcendental meditation

Oh, why

Something in my mind is trying to tell me;
"No it's not the way it's supposed to be
If you want her, you're doomed. "

But you say

Hold on
Hold on

Hold on to your love

Baby, baby

'Cause making love is just a fairy tale
And all she ever wanted was to be herself

Oah ho

Oooa, we got them babies makin' babies
And it's not too good a time
For your love, baby

For your love

Oa-ha

The dark eyed, brown haired lover
From hard time Isreal
Looking for a soul to take over
Looking for some love to sell

The speed that we go is faster
Than anything in soul and mind
Trained to touch your body, baby
Trained to blow your fuckin' mind

But you say
Hold on
Hold on
I say hold on
I say hold on
Hold on baby
To your love, baby

Oa-ho

Making love is just a fairy tale
And I say that all you ever wanted was to be yourself

Woa yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-ah

She's your lover, baby
She's your lover
She's your lover, baby
Lover
Lover
Lover

Aaahh