I was sang to on your porch,
the melody stung my eyes as the smoke hung in my throat,
lit my cigarette, a calming flare,
but you got me going in a way that just just wasn't fair,
you owe me something, I just don't know what,
a kiss in the evening just is not enough
there's something that the morning craves and I'm not very well behaved,
so now I'll sing to you, this song is yours,
I don't owe you it but it's a tune I can't ignore,
so light your cigarette and listen up,
there's a feeling in me and I'm certain you'd be able to find a cure,
you owe me something, I just don't know what,
a kiss in the evening just is not enough,
there's something that the morning craves and I'm not very well behaved,
you owe me something, I just don't know what,
a kiss in the evening just is not enough,
there's something that the morning craves and I'm not very well behaved,
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