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Consumed
Some might say
it ain't right
Some might say it's wrong
Some might say she's far too young
to be staying out so long
But she's my baby and I'll tell ya our love is strong
I don't care what the law sez I know right from wrong
Her papa he's
a minister
full of God's great might
He screamed and cursed the devil in me
and chased me outa her sight
Back tracked to my baby
to make love under the clear moon light
Our love is as
true as the blues in her eyes
She feeds my inspirations and pardons my crimes
And I love her with all spring passion
As she blooms
Just one touch of her lips and I'm consumed
Now her papa
wants me hung
but her mother screams for worse
She went to see a voodoo man
who concocted a hell of a curse
My arms to turn to snakes
while my body meets hell's fire
They can do all they want
but I can't resist baby's desire
Now her ideals
sez she's young
But her passion sez she's not
She takes all the life I can give
and she gives me all she's got
They tell me time will tell
That one day my sins I'll see
But all I can see is that she's the soul for me
Words
and Music by Lionel Lodge
All Rights Reserved
C P Lionel Lodge 1991
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