Тексты песен Matt Costa

I've been waiting, pacing along the halls ever since you left here I've been cleaning, scrubbing the plates and weeding out the garden dear I can't fall asleep to your mystery slowly blowing from the

Baby ask your man if he would let you come along with me Or would he like that Tell him I won't keep you long As soon as our good times are gone I'll bring you right back We'll drive to the sea And wa

Acrobatic women dancing Dressed up horses, hands clapping Violins with beating big drums Through comic curtains he runs People laugh at his painted face His cartwheels leave people amazed Walking with

You put a spell on me girl Some kind of southern breeze, and I know what it means I'm not a superstitious man But you're calling me back after being with him You got me feeling strange Pins and pains