You hit that note with grace
Every time, every single try
It puts a big old smile on my face
And you never ask, never ask why
Now I don't know exactly where it comes from
And I don't care to even try to find it out
But when you're here and your vibe starts to hum
You induce a phase of long lasting doubt in me
Because you're too good at what you're doing
Don't know where you come from, baby
You're too fine as you walk that pencilled line
Do t know whether to go or come now
That sound, the sound you make
That buzz, that hum for God's Sake
Apr 29, 2013
Apr 29, 2013 at 9:59 PM UTC
You hit that note with grace
Every time, every single try
It puts a big old smile on my face
And you never ask, never ask why
Now I don't know exactly where it comes from
And I don't care to even try to find it out
But when you're here and your vibe starts to hum
You induce a phase of long lasting doubt in me
Because you're too good at what you're doing
Don't know where you come from, baby
You're too fine as you walk that pencilled line
Do t know whether to go or come now
That sound, the sound you make
That buzz, that hum for God's Sake
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