Cat Empire - Miss Soul lyrics

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<b>Miss Soul</b> by <i>Cat Empire</i><br />

Miss Soul won't you tell me all the pretty things you

need

I got my shopping list of love right here,

Remind me what's the 1, 2, 3

And if I get you all those lovely things my working

money buy

Oh won't you gimme some, could you gimme some, do I get

a little piece of that honey pie?

Sunday morning hits, like a straight ball to the eye

I sit up and wonder why, now I wonder why,

Then I ask myself as I listen to the music, sweet music

coming in from outside

Miss Soul won't you tell me all the pretty things you

need

(Miss Soul won't you tell me all the pretty things you

need)

I got my shopping list of love right here,

Remind me what's the 1, 2, 3

(I'll get your shopping list, remind you what's the 1,

2, 3)

And if I get you all those lovely things my working

money buy

(And if I get you all those lovely things my working

money buy)

Oh won't you gimme some, a gimme some, gimme some of

your honey pie

(ya ya ya ya ya ya ya)

Sunday morning hits, like a straight ball to the eye

I sit up and wonder why, now I wonder why,

Then I ask myself as I listen to the music, sweet music

coming in from outside

Sunday morning hits, like a straight ball to the eye

I sit up and wonder why, now I wonder why,

Then I ask myself as I listen to the music, sweet music

coming in from outside