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Tekster: Corey Glover. Hot Buttered Soul.

Do you want me, baby?
Could you take this heart and make it alright?
Could you make me smile?
Could you hold me close, hold me tight?

I can't believe the way that I feel
I never thought that love could be real
And the things I see in your eyes
I know, I know I can hold

Give me your hot-buttered soul
Give me your hot-buttered soul

Can you touch me, baby?
Can you reach for me through these iron bars?
Take away the pain
That broken dreams have left on my heart

I can't believe the way that I feel
You know the thoughts that I try to conceal
And the things I see in your eyes
They take away the cold

Give me your hot-buttered soul
Give me your hot-buttered soul

O baby, please break
These chains around my heart
And then maybe
You and me will be free

Don't leave me, baby
'Cause if you go then what would I do
I'll never be, baby
The man that you think I am

I can't believe the way that I feel
I never thought that love could be real
And the things I see in your eyes
I know, I know for sure I can hold