CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : The Garden

I went walking in the garden
I was tripping on snakes
And I ain't asking for your loving
I'm just asking what your love is gonna take

Ignorance is bliss when you're young enough to kiss

Young men don't need pardons
How much love you gonna make
Keep your head above the water
And breathe before the ice of the lake

I ain't gonna let him twist my wrist
I ain't gonna let him kiss these lips no oh-oh

You've been falling close to arson
Did you leave your pills at home?
You got a problem with your head
And the doctor says you shouldn't be alone

Well I got hips, and you got lips
I plan to keep them oh-oh-oh

This ain't Johnny Carson
I've got thoughts that ain't my own
I'm talking black souls dressed in red
And things that I never shoulda known
True love has its benefits
And I plan to reap 'em oh oh oh oh

You got hips, and I got lips
I plan to keep 'em, oh-oh-oh-oh
OH!