Spoonful

(album: Bronx Blues: The Columbia Recordings (1962-1965) - 1991)

Could fill spoonful of diamonds
Could fill spoonful of gold
Just a little spoon of your precious love
Satisfy my soul

Men lies about it, some of them cries about it
Some of them dies about it, every thing's a fighting about
The 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

Could fill spoons full of coffee
Could fill spoons full of tea
Just a little spoon of your precious love
Is enough for me

Men lies about it, some of them cries about it
Some of them dies about it, every thing's a fighting about it
The spoonful, that spoon, that spoon, that spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, yeah

Could fill spoons full of water
Saved them from the desert sands
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Seedy from another man

Men lies, some of them cries about it
Some of them dies, every thing's a fighting about it
Every thing's criying about it
Every thing's, every thing's dying about it
Every thing's criying about it
Every thing's lying about it

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Spoonful, spoonful
All right yeah, dying about it
All right yeah, crying about it

That spoon, that spoon, that
Little old spoon, little old spoon, little old
Little old spoon, little old spoon, little old spoon
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful, yeah

Every thing's dying about it, hey