Sunday, May 31, 2009

Day ThirtyTwo - La Fiebre de los Gatos


Van Morrison - T.B. Sheets
pressed in 1967


























now listen

julie baby it ain't natural for you to cry at midnight
it ain't natural for you to cry
when the midnight come
into the wee small hours
long 'fore the break of dawn
o lord

now julie there ain't nothing on my mind more further away than what you're looking for
i seen ya when you jumped at me
live from behind the door
and looked into my eyes
your little star struck innuendoes, inadequacies and
foreign bodies
and the sunlight shining through the crack in the windowpane
numbs my brain
and the sunlight shining through the crack in the windowpane
numbs my brain
o lord

i said open up the window
and let me breathe
i say open up the window
let me breathe

i lookin' down the street below, lord
i cried for ya
i cried
i cried for ya
o lord

the cool room
lord, is the fool's room
the cool room
lord, is a fool's room
and i can almost smell, your TB sheets
and i can almost smell, your TB sheets
on your sick bed
i gotta go
i gotta go
and he said please stay
i wanna
i wanna, i wanna drink of water, i wanna drink a water
go in the kitchen and get me a drink of water
i say, i gotta go, i gotta go baby
i said, i send, i send somebody around later
you know, we got jan comin' around here later with a bottle of wine for you baby
but i gotta go

the cool room
lord, is a fool's room
the cool room
lord, lord, is a fool's room (fool's room)
and i can almost smell
your TB sheets
i can almost smell your TB sheets
TB
i gotta go (i gotta go)
i'll send 'round, send 'round one of them numbers later on babe
i'll see what i can pick up for ya, you know, uh
yeah, i got a few things going or two
don't worry about it, don't worry about it, don't worry
go, go, go
gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go
alright, alright

i turn on the radio
i wanna hear a few tunes, turn on the radio for ya
there you go, there you go
there ya go, baby
there ya go

you been alright too (haha, yeah)
i know, it ain't funny, it ain't funny at all, baby
you laying in the cool room, man (layin' in the cool room)

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