Turn in Your Grave
Far, far away is my love of yesterday
She's gone, gone, gone, gone, from me, from me
Far, far away is my life, my love my way
Wonder where, where, where, where
Where oh where can she be?
Days, endless days nights, dark dismay
Lonely, I'm lonely where can she be?
Far, far away is my love of yesterday
Wonder where, where, where, where where
Oh where can she be?
Far, far away is my love of yesterday
Wonder where, where, where, where where
Oh where can she be?
Where where, where, where, where where
oh where can she
99 lbs
Twenty-five pounds of pure cane sugar
She's got in each and every kiss
You wouldn't know what I'm talking 'bout
If you never had a love like this
Well, I don't mean to be frank with you all
It's a natural fact
Good things come wrapped up in small, small packages now
Well you can't argue with that
Oh, oh, yeah
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul, oh, oh
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Twenty-five pounds of tenderness
She got in each and every touch
Twenty-five pounds of understanding my woman
'Cause I was the one running 'round town worrying too much
Twenty-four pounds of Sunday
That I can't see, yeah
And it all adds up to ninety-nine big pounds
Oh, I'm talking about a feline friend
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul