Story Behind The Song
a friend told me a story and I made up the rest
Song Description
Guy wakes up with a girl and fins out shes a hooker, but still cares for her anyway
| Song Length |
2:46 |
Genre |
Jazz - Classic, Jazz - Standards |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Composed, Delightful |
Subject |
Dysfunctional Relations |
| Similar Artists |
Tom Waits, Phoebe Snow |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Moonlights creepin cross the black of the room
heavy breathin fills the air
There's nothing more dangerous than a hustler with charm.
hidin in the shelter of your arms.
Sylvia was waitin on the davenport
Remember me in your prayers
she ate me up like a hundred dollar bill
hidin in the shelter of your arms.
I spent some time on route 66
did some time cleanin oil slicks
never thought she' be back like my other heart attack
I wanna find my inner child and kick his little ass
don't wanna know where she was going
I don't wanna know where she'd been
I don'twanna know if hes a French gendarme
hidin in the shelter of your arms.
I spent some time on route 66
did my time cleanin oil slicks
never thought she' be back like my other heart attack
I wanna find my inner child and kick his little ass
there ain't no moral to my story
at least one I'm gonna tell to you
I just wanna wake up unharmed
from hidin in the shelter of your arms.
from hidin in the shelter of your arms.
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