Perry Blake - 1971 lyrics

rate me

Throw away your suitcase

Come back to bed

There is nothing I wouldn't do

For a girl in distress

I've loaded my weapon

I'm wearing my best

There is nothing I couldn't stoop to

For a girl in distress

Nothing I wouldn't stoop to

We are out in the hills now

Looking over the sea

There is nothing she wouldn't do

To a man on his knees