Bloodshot Eyes Songtext
von Wynonie Harris
Bloodshot Eyes Songtext
Now, just because you′re pretty and you think you're mighty wise
You tell me that you love me, then you roll those big brown eyes
When I saw you last week your eyes were turnin′ black
Go find the guy that beat you up, ask him to take you back
Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me
I can tell you've been out on a spree
It′s plain that you′re lyin'
When you say that you′ve been cryin'
Don′t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
Now, I used to spend my money to make you look real sweet
I wanted to be proud of you when we walk down the street
Now don't ask me to dress you up in a satin and in silk
Your eyes look like two cherries in a glass of buttermilk
Don′t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
I can tell that you've been out on a spree
It's plain that you′re lyin′
When you say that you've been cryin′
Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me
Now, I guess our little romance has finally simmered down
You should join a circus, you′d make a real good clown
Your eyes look like a road map, I'm scared to smell your breath
You′d better shut your peepers before you bleed to death
Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me
I can tell you've been out on a spree
It′s plain that you′re lyin'
When you say that you′ve been cryin'
Don′t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
You tell me that you love me, then you roll those big brown eyes
When I saw you last week your eyes were turnin′ black
Go find the guy that beat you up, ask him to take you back
Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me
I can tell you've been out on a spree
It′s plain that you′re lyin'
When you say that you′ve been cryin'
Don′t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
Now, I used to spend my money to make you look real sweet
I wanted to be proud of you when we walk down the street
Now don't ask me to dress you up in a satin and in silk
Your eyes look like two cherries in a glass of buttermilk
Don′t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
I can tell that you've been out on a spree
It's plain that you′re lyin′
When you say that you've been cryin′
Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me
Now, I guess our little romance has finally simmered down
You should join a circus, you′d make a real good clown
Your eyes look like a road map, I'm scared to smell your breath
You′d better shut your peepers before you bleed to death
Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me
I can tell you've been out on a spree
It′s plain that you′re lyin'
When you say that you′ve been cryin'
Don′t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
Writer(s): Hank Penny, Ruth Ann Hall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com