Martha Hill
Martha Hill - Grilled Cheese lyrics
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My baby messes me around Yeah she don’t love me anymore And I know that for sure. She put her hands in the air Then the air turned sour We stood like that for an hour. x2 When my baby makes me grilled cheese She puts raw onion on it But she knows I don’t want it. So I pick them off And then she’s mad at me She tells me I’m a control freak. Baby I still go for gold I still go for gold. Baby I still go for gold I still go for gold. I drink your kerosene But I don’t like it when your mean. Oh oh oh ooh. I borrow your light Set fire to my mind. Oh oh oh ooh. My baby messes me around Yeah she don’t love me anymore And I know that for sure. She put her hands in the air Then the air turned sour We stood like that for an hour. Baby I still go for gold I still go for gold. Baby I still go for gold I still go for gold. I drink your kerosene But I don’t like it when your mean. Oh oh oh ooh. I borrow your light Set fire to my mind. Oh oh oh ooh. I walk into the room, and I’m a stranger I wish that we could feel better. Let’s talk it out cause I can’t do without you I wish that we could feel better. x2 My baby messes me around Yeah she don’t love me anymore And I know that for sure. She put her hands in the air Then the air turned sour We stood like that for an hour. x2 My baby messes me around Yeah she don’t love me anymore (I wish that we could feel better) She put her hands in the air Then the air turned sour (I wish that we could feel better)