Please Me Songtext
von Blind Mr. Jones

Sort your pretty head out,
Take back what you said.
Then I′ll make you happy,
Then you're better off dead.

I want you to believe me,
I want you just to need me.

The things they try to teach me,
Taught me how to die,
How to be unhappy,
But that′s not my style.


I want you to believe me,
I want you just to need me.
And everything seems easy,
When you're there to please me.

I can make you better,
I can make you smile.
Just step into the water
And reach for the sky.

I want you to believe me,
I want you just to need me.
And everything seems easy,
When you're there to please me.
I want you in the bedroom,
I want you on the bus home.
And could you leave your number?
As every little helps dear.