Paula Cole

There is a diamond inside of
me that lights up the sky of my soul
Where fell the diamond when
I believed that all of the hurt was my fault

* I'm opening the heart door, letting in the light
Opening the heart door and giving life to me that died

** You ended up so with that person
who comes home too late from the bar
I ended up so when
my courage could finally walk on its own
When I finally opened the door

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Idiot kitty to New York City
Living in a kennel and lookin' big and pretty
Meet the munch for business lunch
But your feet bleed under the table

But Suwannee Jo, you're dark and slow
You dance with a broom and you're filled with ghosts
You smell like liquor and you're high as a hawk
You laugh to yourself but you talk like a rock

Scaredy Kate, back in the Haight
Doesn't answer the phone and eats like a tapeworm
She met Mr.Mike in'89
But she's a hundred pounds heavier and won't go outside

But Suwannee Jo, You're dark and slow
You dance with a broom and you're filled with ghosts
Suwannee Jo, strange beautiful gold,
You can take a woman's husband
but you don't want to marry him
You just want to hold him

Nora Mable, behind your table
Expensive knowledge from ten years of college
But when it comes to livin', the book isn't written
Your brain's under "M" in the library missing

Suwannee Jo, you follow your soul
(Nothing more important than following your soul

Love, love

You make me feel like a sticky pistil
leaning into a stamen
You make me feel like a mister sunshine
Himself
You make me feel like splendor in the grass
While we're rollin'
Damn skippy baby
You make me feel like the Amazon's runnin' between
my thighs

*You make me feel love, love, love, love, love
love, love, love, love, love
You make me feel love, love, love, love, love
love, love, love, love

You make me feel like a candy apple
All red and horny
You make me feel like I wanna be a dumb blonde
In a centerfold, the girl next door
And I would open the door and
I'd be all wet
With my tits soaking through this tiny little t-shirt
That I'm wearing
And you would open the door and tie
Me up to the bed

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Lover, but I don't know who I am
Am I Barry White? Am I Isis? Ohhh
Lover, I'm laced with your unconscious
Oh baby babe babe baby
I will be your Desdemona ahhhhh

Take your time

You make me feel Ahaa
You make me feel WooWoo baby
You make me feel Ahaa mmm
You make me feel loved