Son Seals [보컬,기타]

It might be the way you move that keeps me up at night

Or the outline of your silhouette when you step into the light

Is it in the things you say or the message in your eyes

The urgency you feel from me, cannot be denied

I wanted freedom, not some ball and chain

But now I feel like giving in

And I know whats to blame

Its just desire burning up my heart

I never want to let this feeling go

Its just desire

That makes me want to love you

All night long

I fel like theres a spell on me

That words just cant describe

It hit me like a ton of bricks,

Right between the eyes

I swore Id never take the fall

Now Im hanging on the edge

Could you be my destiny

Or something Ill regret

This temptation just whets my appetite

I aint hungry for no lasting thing

Its clear to me tonight

Its just desire burning up my heart

I never want to let this feeling go

Its just desire

That makes me want to love you

All night long

All right!

Come on baby, oh, whoa,

I dont know what possesses me

But every time youre next to me

I just cant control myself

When it comes to you Im driven by desire

I want my freedom, not some ball and chain

But now I feel like giving in and I know whats to blame

I was born on the 13th hour
born on the 13th day
Bad luck and trouble are all
that come my way
I should be flying over that desert
just like that long neck bird
trying to find something
I can make a ummmm
I'm so tired, I could cry
I can't kill nothin' boy
and won't nothing die

I came to the city
long before my time
trying to make my fortune
eat well wine and dine
But boy when I got here
it went the other way
I slept in the park
all night Y'all
and walked the streets all day

(chorus)
Bad ol' buzzard has got me
I feel like I could cry
I can't kill nothin' boy
and won't nothing die

I went down to the welfare
to try and get some help
They said no boy we're sorry
we don't have enough for ourself
well they threw me out of the office
and told me to go away
come back and try your luck
boy some other day

(repeat chours)

(spoken)
Oh look at the mess I got myself into now
been fooling around this old town
for three long months in a row
and ain't been having nothing but buzzard luck
I can't kill nothing and won't nothin' die
I done got down to my last twenty cents
I don't know what to do with this
whether I should try to make a phone call home
or go on and keep this and see if I can build it up
I tell ya'
Look at my shoes they done fell apart
and my socks are hangin' out
I don't know what to do
I think maybe I'll go down on 43rd street
see if I can look up my friends Buddy Guy and Junior Wells
Maybe I'll get a little hand out huh?
But on the other hand before I do
I feel like playin' the blues before I go
Is that alright?

Call my job
Tell the boss, I won't be in
I said, call my job
To tell my boss, I won't be in

Oh, you can tell him I'm sick
Tell him anything
But I just had too much weekend

'Cause Saturday night I caught the horses
And today I got a 1000 bugs
I said, sadly l caught the horses
And today I got a 1000 bugs

Oh, you look so good to me this morning, darling
Girl, I ain't thinking about gettin' up

After Friday, Saturday and Sunday
I don't want to go to work, Lord, no
I said, after Friday, Saturday and Sunday
You know I don't want to go to work, no no

After that long weekend, darling
I don't wanna do a thing but lay around with you

Take the phone off the hook
Put a note on the door too
I don't want to do a thing
But spend this time with you

Call my job
And tell the boss, I won't be in
'Cause my head is in a spin, girl
I've had too much weekend

My father and mother were great people
Oh, what a beautiful memory of them
My father used to sing a sweet love song
Mother would sing that soul for him

I guess I'm just a guy with a different mood
And Lord, oh, I can't hear nothing but the blues

A beautiful bird whispering down through the trees
I know I can't dig the sweet melody
I'm blue and all alone
I wonder what in a hell is wrong with me

I guess I'm just a guy with a different mood
Lord, oh, I can't hear nothing but the blues

Mister Bartender
I want you to play the jukebox for me
I want you to take my last dime
And put it on BB, Ray or me

I guess I'm just a guy with a different mood
Lord, oh, I can't hear nothing but the blues