What we used to have
Sometimes I get the feeling
Oh how it used to be
I cut my finger
Well, you kissed my blood
You were the shango axe
And I was your wood
Well it's been so long over
There's so little that remains
I just wanna hear you say
I was your lover
Never your ball and chain
I was never your ball and chain
I was your lover
yeah, never your ball and chain
Please one more time
Before I go
There's one small thing
I need to know
It's been so long over
There's so little left remains
that I just wanna hear you say
I was your lover
Oh I was your lover
Never your ball and chain
Oh I was never your ball and chain
yeah, never your ball and chain
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