jazz / blues
Little precious has a natural
obsession for temptation
But he just can't see
She gives him loving
that his body can't handle
But all he can say is, "Baby, it's good to me"
One day he goes
and takes a glimpse in the mirror
But he doesn't recognize
his own face
His health is fading
obsession for temptation
But he just can't see
She gives him loving
that his body can't handle
But all he can say is, "Baby, it's good to me"
One day he goes
and takes a glimpse in the mirror
But he doesn't recognize
his own face
His health is fading