Из альбома: Caught in the Act

Bouw, bouw, bouw, bouw-owh Bouw, bouw, bouw, bouw, bouw-owh
Like a honey bee beatin' on my screen door,
I got a little buzz and my head is sore
From my bed I can feel the sun, Lord I hear the mornin' come
Just a creepin', creepin' Creepin', creepin'

You shot out of hell like a bullet from a gun,
A flip up switch, a thief on the run
Since the day you left me baby I can feel the lonely,
I can hear the crazy just a creepin', creepin'
Just a creepin', creepin'

Head for the future run from the past,
Hide from the mirror and live in a glass
What dreams forget the whiskey remembers
Kinda like molasses in late December just a creepin'
Creepin', oh creep

Your cocaine kiss and caffeine love,
Got under my skin and into my blood
That need ya back comes over me,
Like ivy crawlin' up a hickory tree just a creepin'
Creepin', just a creep, creep, creepin'

Head for the future run from the past,
Hide from the mirror and live in a glass
What dreams forget the whiskey remembers
Kinda like molasses in late December just a creepin'
Creepin', ah come on

Break it down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down
Just last night I saw the light
At the end of that tunnel on the other side
Thought I found my way outta this pain
Only to find your memory train

Creepin' Creepin', creepin', creepin', creepin', creepin', creepin',
Creepin', creepin'
Creepin' yeah creepin', yeah creep
Bouw, bouw, bouw, bouw-owh Bouw, bouw, bouw, bouw, bouw-owh

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