Tainted Love - Soft Cell

I love sleepin' in on Saturdays, and I love college football games I love not actin' my age, and good barbecue Yeah, I'm a fan of Faulkner Books, and anything my mama cooks Small mouth bass have got me hooked on Sunday afternoon Yes, I love good cold beer, and mustard on my fries I love a good loud honky tonk that rocks on Friday night And hell, yes, I love my truck But I want you to know, honey, I love your love the most Man, I love how Redman tastes and, damn, I love my Nascar race Any song sung by George Strait is country at its best Yes, I love good cold beer, and mustard on my fries I love a good loud honky tonk that rocks on Friday nights And hell, yes, I love my truck But I want you to know, honey, I love your love the most I love Yeah, I love scuffed up cowboy boots, and broken tore up jeans A four-wheel drive, eight point bucks, and rocky road ice cream And hell, yes, I love my dog, and Jack D in my coke But honey, I love your love, yeah, I love your love I love your love the most I love your love the most

Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocket I'm not gonna roll it, no I'm not gonna smoke it 'til we're Staring at the stars and the rockets Twinkling in the silvery night Two sips of whiskey in the flask, but I'm not gonna drink 'em I swear I'll make it last 'til we're Drinking out of the same glass again And though the sand may be washed by the sea And the old will be lost in the new Well four will not wait for three For three never waited for two And though you will not wait for me I'll wait for you Got a polaroid picture in my wallet I'm not gonna tear it, no, I'm not gonna spoil it It's an unspoken heartbreak A heartbroken handshake I take with me where I go Three words on the tip of my tongue Not to be spoken nor sung Or whispered to anyone 'til I Scream 'em at the top of my lungs again And though the sand may be washed by the sea And the old will be lost in the new Well four will not wait for three For three never waited for two And though you will not wait for me I'll wait for you Oh, whoa And, oh, oh, oh I'll wait for you Oh, whoa And, oh, oh, oh And I'll wait for you Oh, oh Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocket I'm not gonna roll it, no I'm not gonna smoke it 'til we're Staring at the stars and the rockets Twinkling in the silvery night

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

I hate that S-Class Benz that you're so damn proud of You hate my truck 'cause you can't climb out of it And I'll admit it girl, I said it and I meant it Yeah, I loved you for a minute, but we dance sure different It's been a week since you went and hit the highway And made it clear that I oughta have it my way But my way looks a whole lot better With just my truck in the driveway And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true You got drunk one night and told me I was white trash I was high, but I guess I wasn't high class Enough to show up with you on your own We were never gonna be two kids on a farm And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true I could sit here bitter and bitchin' And wishin' things woulda gone different But that don't sound nothin' like me at all Honey, who the hell am I kiddin'? And I hope you find you a high rolling High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true Yeah, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true