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"The Soul Sessions" > "The Chokin' Kind" |
H. Howard |
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I only meant to love you
Didn't you know it baby
Didn't you know it
Why couldn't you be content
With the love I gave
Oh yeah
I gave you my heart
But you wanted my mind
Oh yeah
Your love, scares my to death boy
Oh it's the choking kind
That all it is
See you can kill a girl
With a bottle of poison a night
I know you can
But it'll hurt her more
To take her pride
It'll ruin her life
Oh it's a shame, it's a shame, boy
Whatever it is, boy
I surely hope you find, oh yeah
I tell you that hat, hmm
Don't fit my head
Oh, it's the choking kind
It make me want to, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm
When you fall in love again, boy
Take a tip from me, oh yeah
Ooh, if you don't like the peach then
Walk on by the tree
That's what you better do honey, honey
Find what you want boy
Keep it, treat it sweet and kind, oh yeah
Oh, let it breathe
Don't go makin' it the choking kind
Don't break your heart baby, baby
I know you love me, truly, truly
Really I do honey
But your love scares me to death boy
It's the choking kind
That's all it is
That's all it is
Yeah, yeah
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