Song Length |
5:25 |
Genre |
Blues - Modern |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Lyrics
Chore
V1
I take them into my room,
I take them into my home,
I take them into my arms,
So I am never alone.
If I could want their touch, (the) way that I want yours,
I would have done it before,
So Come-on,
Don?t ask me what for
ch1
I only take it from someone else,
cause I could wait for you no more,
I make love to them,
But kissing other men is a chore.
V2
They?re all sensitive,
Each one, kind,
And if you would only ask me to,
Ill gladly leave them behind,
I let them say those words, that i wish were yours,
I let them tell me their lies,
So come-on,
You got your nerve to ask me why,
ch2
I only take it from someone else,
cause I could wait for you no more,
I make love to them,
But kissing other men is a chore.
V3
I let them hande my heart
I let them tangle my hair,
But not too close to my mouth,
Kissing?s such a personal affair,
I let them have their way,
and I have mine,
(but) some things a woman won?t do,
So come-on,
They wouldn?t get it, if they knew,
ch3
I only take it from someone else,
cause I could wait for you no more,
I make love to them,
But kissing other men is a chore.