After Ten Years... (Lilly Palmer Remix) - Belocca

It could be a spoonful of coffee It could be a spoonful of tea But one little spoon of your precious love Is good enough for me Men lie about that spoonful Some cry about that spoonful Some die about that spoonful Everybody fight about a spoonful That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful It could be a spoonful of water To save you from the desert sand But one spoon of love from my forty five Will save you from another man Men lie about that spoonful Some cry about that spoonful Some die about that spoonful Everybody fightin' about a spoonful That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful It could be a spoonful of sugar It could be a spoonful of tea But one little spoon of your precious love Is good enough for me Men lie about that spoonful Some cry about that spoonful Some die about that spoonful Everybody fightin' about a spoonful That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful

(Sonny Boy Williamson) You got to help me, now; I can't do it all by myself. You got to help me, now; I can't do it all by myself. You know if you don't help me, darling, I'll have to find myself somebody else. I my have to wash, I may have to sew, I may have to cook. I might mop the floor; but you help me, baby. If you don't help me, darling, I'll have to find somebody else. When I walk, you walk with me; and when I talk, you talk with me. Oh, baby, I can't do it all by myself. Bring my nightshirt; put your mornin' gown. Bring my nightshirt; put your mornin' gown. You know if you don't help me, darling, I'll have to find myself somebody else". You're talking about your woman, I wish to God man that you could see mine. You're talking about your woman, I wish to God man that you could see mine. Every time the little girl starts to loving she bring eyesight to the blind.

Got no monkey on my back And I'm never gonna crack 'Cause it's a good life Too good to lose But it's a hard world With the junkie blues Got no street car called Desire And I'll never light the fire 'Cause it's a good life Too good to lose But it's a hard world With the junkie blues Got no monkey on my back And I'm never gonna crack 'Cause it's a good life Too good to lose But it's a hard world With the junkie blues

It was late, I was runnin' good, did'nt have a place to stay I did'nt stop, I was feelin' so good, thought I'd try to make it to L.A. There was a girl, she said "I'll put you up, Any time you're passing through" Got my book - and I looked her up, She said "I'll be waiting here for you." I was runnin' with the devil, he was by my side. Runnin' with the devil, what a hell of a ride. Keep your motor runnin', I'm a headin' for you. Better move on over comin' through I was hot, I was burnin' up the rubber, I was hot! I was thinking of my lover. I was hot! I was burnin' up the highway of love. It was late, dawn was comin' up, California comin' into view. Won't be long, and I'll wake you up, I can't wait, I'll soon be there with you. I was hot, I was burnin' up the rubber, I was hot! I was thinking of my lover. I was hot! I was burnin' up the highway of love. I was hot, I was burnin' up the rubber, I was hot! I was thinking of my lover. I was hot! I was burnin' up the highway of love. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!