Album: Jackson C. Frank (1965) Lyrics: Why don't you cry for me, baby Help me make it through Why don't you see me lately I'm sad that I'm true I looked up the page in your portrait, it was mine Knew it was the only one of its kind I pulled out my money on the run Did not mean to hurt anyone But I got to sing it, baby and I tell it for fun Might as well defend the whole body I'm in love with someone Several years of rubies and pearls are at her breast She's a demon, she's a demon, she's a demon lover Just like all the rest Or else she's filling out her wings In the many shades of contentment she brings I got to hide it, baby, because of you And I hope that you're proud now, honey, it's all I can do I lit the darkness, darling, come and build up my mind And I can see the likeness, baby, your painter had to find Is it any mystery how we come to fall In and out of love, when sympathy's so small? And I’m never meaning for some tears to come Still you leave your silken things all undone Why don't you call me ‘sugar’ like you used to do I know that your kisses are just pure poison But I'm a-counting on you And I know that your head’s half crazy And you’re wall-crawling, too Let’s make some oopsie daisies I'm a-counting on you Well, I’m a-counting on you Well you know I’m counting on you I’m a-counting on you

• published: 15 Jul 2014
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