Song | That Don't Satisfy Me |
Artist | Brother Cane |
Album | Brother Cane |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Johnson, Rhodes | |
Oh yeah, I got no time for spending at home | |
That ain't what | |
I need'Cause every time | |
I get you alone | |
It makes me want the finer things, yeah | |
But you confuse me with a schoolboy | |
Feeling schoolboy shame | |
I can't shake it, that's my soul | |
That's spinning me round bringing me down | |
Just can't take this hot and cold | |
Open your eyes and see | |
That don't satisfy me, that don't satisfy me | |
Well, you got me hanging from a fever tree | |
That don't, it don't satisfy me | |
You're strapping me with a ball and chain | |
And there's got to be a reason why | |
And now the clock's tick ticking away | |
I know you ain't that shy | |
Don't like running in your rat race | |
We never slide into the finish line | |
Put your X here, drink my wine | |
You best to come down, beat on the ground | |
Thumbs up, sugar, rain or shine | |
Might be falling down for the count, yeah | |
That don't satisfy me, that don't satisfy me | |
Well, you're burning spices in my recipe | |
That don't, it don't satisfy me | |
Oh, yeah, | |
I can't shake it, that's my soul | |
That's spinning me round, bringing me down | |
Just can't take this hot and cold, no | |
You got to open your eyes and take a look around | |
That don't satisfy me, that don't satisfy me, no | |
That don't satisfy me, that don't satisfy me | |
Well, you got me hanging from a fever tree | |
You're burning spices in my recipe | |
That don't satisfy me, that don't, it don't satisfy me | |
Come on now, yeah, satisfy me, oh, satisfy me | |
Satisfy me, satisfy me, satisfy me, satisfy me | |
Oh, satisfy me, satisfy me, satisfy me, yeah, satisfy me, satisfy me |
zuo qu : Johnson, Rhodes | |
Oh yeah, I got no time for spending at home | |
That ain' t what | |
I need' Cause every time | |
I get you alone | |
It makes me want the finer things, yeah | |
But you confuse me with a schoolboy | |
Feeling schoolboy shame | |
I can' t shake it, that' s my soul | |
That' s spinning me round bringing me down | |
Just can' t take this hot and cold | |
Open your eyes and see | |
That don' t satisfy me, that don' t satisfy me | |
Well, you got me hanging from a fever tree | |
That don' t, it don' t satisfy me | |
You' re strapping me with a ball and chain | |
And there' s got to be a reason why | |
And now the clock' s tick ticking away | |
I know you ain' t that shy | |
Don' t like running in your rat race | |
We never slide into the finish line | |
Put your X here, drink my wine | |
You best to come down, beat on the ground | |
Thumbs up, sugar, rain or shine | |
Might be falling down for the count, yeah | |
That don' t satisfy me, that don' t satisfy me | |
Well, you' re burning spices in my recipe | |
That don' t, it don' t satisfy me | |
Oh, yeah, | |
I can' t shake it, that' s my soul | |
That' s spinning me round, bringing me down | |
Just can' t take this hot and cold, no | |
You got to open your eyes and take a look around | |
That don' t satisfy me, that don' t satisfy me, no | |
That don' t satisfy me, that don' t satisfy me | |
Well, you got me hanging from a fever tree | |
You' re burning spices in my recipe | |
That don' t satisfy me, that don' t, it don' t satisfy me | |
Come on now, yeah, satisfy me, oh, satisfy me | |
Satisfy me, satisfy me, satisfy me, satisfy me | |
Oh, satisfy me, satisfy me, satisfy me, yeah, satisfy me, satisfy me |
zuò qǔ : Johnson, Rhodes | |
Oh yeah, I got no time for spending at home | |
That ain' t what | |
I need' Cause every time | |
I get you alone | |
It makes me want the finer things, yeah | |
But you confuse me with a schoolboy | |
Feeling schoolboy shame | |
I can' t shake it, that' s my soul | |
That' s spinning me round bringing me down | |
Just can' t take this hot and cold | |
Open your eyes and see | |
That don' t satisfy me, that don' t satisfy me | |
Well, you got me hanging from a fever tree | |
That don' t, it don' t satisfy me | |
You' re strapping me with a ball and chain | |
And there' s got to be a reason why | |
And now the clock' s tick ticking away | |
I know you ain' t that shy | |
Don' t like running in your rat race | |
We never slide into the finish line | |
Put your X here, drink my wine | |
You best to come down, beat on the ground | |
Thumbs up, sugar, rain or shine | |
Might be falling down for the count, yeah | |
That don' t satisfy me, that don' t satisfy me | |
Well, you' re burning spices in my recipe | |
That don' t, it don' t satisfy me | |
Oh, yeah, | |
I can' t shake it, that' s my soul | |
That' s spinning me round, bringing me down | |
Just can' t take this hot and cold, no | |
You got to open your eyes and take a look around | |
That don' t satisfy me, that don' t satisfy me, no | |
That don' t satisfy me, that don' t satisfy me | |
Well, you got me hanging from a fever tree | |
You' re burning spices in my recipe | |
That don' t satisfy me, that don' t, it don' t satisfy me | |
Come on now, yeah, satisfy me, oh, satisfy me | |
Satisfy me, satisfy me, satisfy me, satisfy me | |
Oh, satisfy me, satisfy me, satisfy me, yeah, satisfy me, satisfy me |