Wynton Marsalis - Love And Broken Hearts lyrics

rate me

I don't need good looks

To sell no cars or beer

TVs, or new machines

All you con men can hang up your scheme

Pimps and hustlers – put up the Vaseline.

I ain't your bitch I ain't your ho.

And public niggerin' has got to go.

Oh safari seekers and thug life coons.

You modern day minstrels and your

Songless tunes.

Don't take me down your memory lane

I got my own memories – just the same...

It's time for the return of romance.

It's time for you and me to slow dance.

For entrancing "I love you"s,

Sweet tender kisses.

It's time for slow, slow dances and

Showing love with no shame

It's time to treat me gently now.

Oh... how did we lose our song?

When... did we forget our dance?

Dances the ancients knew.

Songs country bluesmen blew...

Bout our lives, are love and broken hearts

It's time for me to love and hold you.

It's time for me to tease and scold you.

For dining by candle light

Fun Sunday picnics.

It's time for slow, slow dancing

And showing love with no shame

It's time to treat me gently now.

It's time for moonlit glances and crazy

Playful love games.

It's time for candy roses and silly names

It's time for you to hold me and touch my

Soul

It's time for me to hold you and let you

Know.

We bring the starlit skies

When we're together.

Oh, how did we lose our song?

When did we forget our dance?

Dances the ancients knew.

Songs country bluesmen blew

Bout our lives, are love and broken hearts.

It's time for me to tease and scold you

It's time for you to love and hold me.

For dining by candle light

Fun Sunday picnics<br />

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Thanks to razvan