Sweet Thing Lyrics
To wrangle some screens from the door
And isn't it me, putting pain in a stranger?
Like a portrait in flesh, who trails on a leash
Will you see that I'm scared and I'm lonely?
So I'll break up my room, and yawn and I
Run to the centre of things
Where the knowing one says
Boys, boys, its a sweet thing
Boys, boys, its a sweet thing, sweet thing
If you want it, boys, get it here, thing
'Cause hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap
I'm glad that you're older than me
Makes me feel important and free
Does that make you smile, isn't that me?
I'm in your way, and I'll steal every moment
If his trade is a curse, then I'll bless you
And turn to the crossroads, and hamburgers, and...
Songwriter(s): David Bowie
Copyright: Emi Music Publishing Ltd., Rzo Music Ltd., Mainman-saag Ltd. New York, Jones Music America, Chrysalis Music Ltd.
Record Label(s): Digital Remaster 1999 The Copyright in this sound recording is owned by Jones Tintoretto Entertainment Company LLC under exclusive licence to Parloph
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