Herman Brood - Price lyrics

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<b>Price</b> by <i>Herman Brood</i><br />We were lovers on the beach

The waves were curlin’ round our feet

We were lovers in the back of the car

Told eachother we would never be apart

These days it’s sad but it’s true

Every word I spit is bouncin’ up on you

For you baby I ruin my hands

You’ve got me cleanin’ the pots & the pans

I sold my soul

She’s got me in the palm of her hand

I’ve got a feelin’ I’ve made a mistake

Since none of my friends come around nomore

I’ve got a funny feelin’ somethin’s wrong

Nomore ringin’ the phone no knockin’ on my door

O o what a price, o what a price I’ve got to pay

Lovin’ you, lovin’ you

This ghostlike feelin’s gettin’ stronger

I just can’t hide no longer

I hate to see it fade away

The truth I’ve got to face someday

O o what a price, o what a price I’ve got to pay

Lovin’ you, lovin’ you

O, o, o I’ve got to pay

Lovin’ you

She’s like a nightclub in the mornin’

She’s the bitter end

Like a disinfected toilet

Only clean around the bend

She’s countin’ up the bottles

She’s checkin’ out the gossip

She got nightmares of a rapist

She don’t know what love is

O, o what a price, what a price I’ve got to pay

O what a price, o what a price, o what a price, I’ve got to pay

Lovin’ you