Price by Herman Brood
We were lovers on the beach
The waves were curlin’ round our feet
We were lovers in the back of the car
Told eachother we would never be apart
These days it’s sad but it’s true
Every word I spit is bouncin’ up on you
For you baby I ruin my hands
You’ve got me cleanin’ the pots & the pans
I sold my soul
She’s got me in the palm of her hand

I’ve got a feelin’ I’ve made a mistake
Since none of my friends come around nomore
I’ve got a funny feelin’ somethin’s wrong
Nomore ringin’ the phone no knockin’ on my door

O o what a price, o what a price I’ve got to pay
Lovin’ you, lovin’ you

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This ghostlike feelin’s gettin’ stronger
I just can’t hide no longer
I hate to see it fade away
The truth I’ve got to face someday

O o what a price, o what a price I’ve got to pay
Lovin’ you, lovin’ you

O, o, o I’ve got to pay
Lovin’ you

She’s like a nightclub in the mornin’
She’s the bitter end
Like a disinfected toilet
Only clean around the bend
She’s countin’ up the bottles
She’s checkin’ out the gossip
She got nightmares of a rapist
She don’t know what love is

O, o what a price, what a price I’ve got to pay
O what a price, o what a price, o what a price, I’ve got to pay
Lovin’ you

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