Boy With The Blues

I've got six strings for you
I'll sing whatever you want to
I kiss you baby, 'til you're in the mood
I'm so in love with the boy with the blues
The boy with the blues

I like the way you really mean me, like most of the time
I like the way you wanna please me, your love is sublime
I know that you're a little broken, you know I don't care
Pour you another glass of whisky and brush your hair

I've got six strings for you
I'll sing whatever you want to
I kiss you baby, 'til you're in the mood
I'm so in love with the boy with the blues
The boy with the blues

I like the way you wanna taste me on the tip of your tongue
Making [?] around the roses of my love
When you feeling cold, baby, I'll be the sun
Finally I understand happiness is a gun

I've got six strings for you
I'll sing whatever you want to
I kiss you baby, 'til you're in the mood
I'm so in love with the boy with the blues
The boy with the blues
The boy with the blues
The boy with the blues