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Jeff Beck lyrics
Album: Truth [1968]
| Shapes of Things | |
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From the album: TRUTH
Album No. BN 26413 (EPIC)
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Shapes of things before my eyes,
Just help me to despise.
Will time make men more wise?
Here, within my lonely frame,
My eyes just hurt my brain.
Will time make men more sane?
Come tomorrow, will I be older?
Come tomorrow, maybe a soldier, (Now listen)
Come tomorrow, maybe I'm older than today.
(Listen to this)
Here within my lonely frame,
My eyes just hurt my goddarn brain.
Will time make men more sane?
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| Let Me Love You | |
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(Over here)
Let me love you baby,
You're drivin' my poor heart crazy.
Let me love you baby,
You're drivin' my poor heart crazy.
When I'm with you woman,
My whole life seems so hazy.
(Ah, don't you know that)
Baby, when you walk,
You shake just like a willow tree?
(Ah, yes you do, darlin', every time I see ya. Oh!)
Baby, when you walk you know what?
You shake just like a willow tree.
(Know, I know, I know, I know.)
Ooh-ee baby, you sure look so good to me.
(Come on babe ... Yes, I know it ... Yeah)
Baby when you walk,
You shake like a willow tree.
(You oughta know that by now.)
Baby when you walk,
You shake like a willow tree.
And ooh-ee baby, you sure look so good to me.
(Easy with this one)
Let me love you baby,
Love you baby.
Know, I know, I know.
Let me love you baby.
Ah you let me love you ... What you got.
Let me love you baby.
Love you baby.
Any old way you choose it.
I don't mind what time you call, (Ah, ah, yeah)
You're drivin' my poor heart crazy.
Let me love you baby.
Love you baby.
Early in the mornin' time.
Later in the evenin'.
Let me love you baby,
You're drivin' my poor heart ... crazy.
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