Strawberries - Francis and the Lights

Here I go again

I told her, «No»

She comes around again

I couldn’t go She said, «Give me something

Give me gold»

I said, «Give me something

That I can hold, instead»

But tell me Tell me Tell me About your strawberry love, if it really doesn’t go for what I said

Strawberries

You don’t know how

I’m drunk up off your seeds

I’ll lick it 'til it bleeds

Strawberries, strawberries

You don’t know how

I’m drunk up off your seeds

I’ll lick it 'til it bleeds

She comes around again

I couldn’t go Again

All I ever wanted was to know

Here, there, and then

She said, «Baby, can I take you for a little ride out?»

I didn’t know

I said, «Baby, can I love you for one long lonely night?

A little more?

Please?»

But either way, you got to Tell me Tell me Tell me About your strawberry love, if it really doesn’t go for what I said

Strawberries

You don’t know how

I’m drunk up off your seeds

I’ll lick it 'til it bleeds

Strawberries, strawberries

You don’t know how

I’m drunk up off your seeds

I’ll lick it 'til it bleeds

See, I’m not trying to be cold baby

But sometimes, sometimes

Strawberries