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• Artiste: Paul Kelly
• Titre: Sweet Guy
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In the morning we wreck the bed You bring me coffee black and boiling Then we start up again and the coffee goes cold I wake up drinking from your lips Kisses warm and tender And I'd give up the word just to see you smile One things I will never understand (It's become my problem) And it's something that's right out of my hands (My hands are clean) What makes such a sweet guy turn so mean? I went to town with a moody man, a handsome Dr. Jekyll He was right by my side turning into Mr. Hyde I ran for cover but I ran to slow; I was stitched by strangers And they shook their heads that someone could do the things you did One thing I will never understand (It's become my problem) And it's something that's right out of my hands (My hands are clean) What makes such a sweet guy turn so mean? I must be mad, I must be crazy, everyone tells me so Everyday I see it coming, now I'm facing the wall, waiting for the blow In the morning you kiss my head You say it was another Now you're down on your knees Begging me to forgive you please I wake up aching from your touch Every muscle tender Then I look in your eyes, the way you smile And I'm hypnotized One thing I will never understand (It's become my problem) And it's something that's right out of my hands (My hands are clean) What makes such a sweet guy turn so mean?