Tuesday, November 10, 2009

 
I can't stop thinking about her
It's a sad but natural fact
She's a devil and a saint
And a whole lot more that I ain't

I want this monkey off of my back

Now, people bad love's an addiction
Same as cocaine and cheap whiskey, too
When you're a prisoner of love
That's all that you think of
You act confused
And you ain't got a clue


Robert Cray Band
"Labor of Love"
Midnight Stroll

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Musicians as Philosophers. They always get it right, don't they.
 
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