That Don't Satisfy Me

(альбом: Brother Cane - 1993)

I got no time for spending at home
That ain't what I need
'Cause every time I get you alone
Makes me want the finer things
But you confuse with a schoolboy
Feeling schoolboy shame
I can't shake this, bless my soul
You're spinning me 'round, bring me down
Just can't take this, hot and cold
Open your eyes and see

That don't satisfy me
That don't satisfy me
Well, you got me hanging from a fever tree
That don't, it don't satisfy me

Your strapping me with a ball and chain
And there's got to be a reason why
And now the clock's tick ticking away
I know you ain't that shy
Don't like running in your rat race
We slide into the finish line
Put your X here, drink my wine
You're best to come down, feet on the ground
Thumbs up sugar, rain or shine
Might be falling down for the count

That don't satisfy me
That don't satisfy me
Well, your burning spices in my recipe
That don't, it don't satisfy me

I can't shake this, bless my soul
You're spinning me 'round, bring me down
Just can't take this, hot and cold, no
You've got to open your eyes and take a look around

That don't satisfy me
That don't satisfy me
Well, your burning spices in my recipe
That don't, it don't satisfy me

That don't satisfy me
That don't satisfy me
Well, you got me hanging from a fever tree
That don't, it don't satisfy me
Well, your burning spices in my recipe
That don't, it don't satisfy me