Letra de The Mood That I'm In - Beth Hart
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Every night I go down town
Take a walk around
Every soulful sound
Reminds me of you
And all the shit you do
You are the mood that I�m in
Every afternoon I try
Don�t have to wonder why I
Kiss on some other guy
I just can�t help missing you
And all that shit you do
You are the mood that I�m in
All I wanna do is cook your bread
I just wanna make sure you�re well fed
I would rather die one hundred ways
Go blind than watch you walk away
Come on home
You are the mood that I�m in
Started smoking cigarettes
One hundred sixty sticks
All my love is sick
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Don�t wanna hear where you been conversations
You are the mood that I�m in
All I wanna do is cook your bread
I just wanna make sure you�re well fed
I would rather die one hundred ways
Go blind than watch you walk away
Come on home
You are the mood that I�m in
Those wicked eyes they captify straight through my dress
Don�t be so shy while I am swimming in your hands
I can taste your sweat
Cause all I wanna do is cook your bread
I just wanna make sure you�re well fed
I would rather die one hundred ways
Go blind than watch you walk away
Come on home
You are the mood that I�m in
Come on home
You are the mood that I�m in
Take a walk around
Every soulful sound
Reminds me of you
And all the shit you do
You are the mood that I�m in
Every afternoon I try
Don�t have to wonder why I
Kiss on some other guy
I just can�t help missing you
And all that shit you do
You are the mood that I�m in
All I wanna do is cook your bread
I just wanna make sure you�re well fed
I would rather die one hundred ways
Go blind than watch you walk away
Come on home
You are the mood that I�m in
Started smoking cigarettes
One hundred sixty sticks
All my love is sick
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/the-mood-that-i-m-in-beth-hart.php
Don�t wanna hear where you been conversations
You are the mood that I�m in
All I wanna do is cook your bread
I just wanna make sure you�re well fed
I would rather die one hundred ways
Go blind than watch you walk away
Come on home
You are the mood that I�m in
Those wicked eyes they captify straight through my dress
Don�t be so shy while I am swimming in your hands
I can taste your sweat
Cause all I wanna do is cook your bread
I just wanna make sure you�re well fed
I would rather die one hundred ways
Go blind than watch you walk away
Come on home
You are the mood that I�m in
Come on home
You are the mood that I�m in