Buffalo Tom

Twenty-Points (The Ballad of Sexual Dependency)
I thought of you, did you think of meI guess we'll wind up running down your streetTwenty points for meI see that bandage lying under your sheetsI see that blood, it's running down your cheekTwenty points for meTwenty points on top of meTake your points away from meTake your points away from meTake your points away from meTake your points away from meWell I hurt you, so you hurt meI count them up, all you were plain to seeIt's twenty more for meI take from you, you take from meYou plant that garden and you toss that seedIt's twenty points for meTwenty points on top of meTwenty points, why can't you seeIf you can't take them honestlyThen take your points away from meTake your points away from meTake your points away from meTake your points away from meTake your points away from me Aus Songtexte Mania