johnsonboy

I've been trying to write a song for gypsy girl to sing. So far, this is all I have managed.
I'm not completely satisifed with some of the lines, but I think you'll get the idea.




just a little pleasure as I pass

It's a long cold time when you pass it in your pain
and the slowest hour is one you live alone
so let me run outside, then go drivin in the rain
and I'll remember all the lights that ever shone.

I want some pleasure as I pass
a little laughter as I wait
and someone asking if I need a bed.
I need some place to lay my heavy head.

I want some pleasure as I pass
a little apple pie at last
and whispers as I softly close your eyes.
Can't I have just a little pleasure as I pass.

Give me windows to your soul
and little secrets I must know,
and maybe just a little pleasure as I pass.
Could I have just a little pleasure as I pass.

I've seen the deal go down, heard them break each other up
and paid money for the right to sell my soul,
I've spent my deep dark loneliness outside silly little towns
and listened to the cops go flashing by.
I've heard all this without a reason why.

I want a little happiness, a day or two of blissfulness
and sexy little dresses in the sun.
Oh when you go on rushing by, to where your heart is pushing you
don't forget to stop and talk to me a while.

I've burned and logged the timber down and drunk the ocean dry,
my feet have led me down some sleazy roads.
I'm not sure about the rest of us, in fact I'm downright skeptical
but I'd appreciate somewhere to put these heavy loads.

a little pleasure as I pass, a little apple pie at last
Could I have just a little pleasure as I pass.