Royal Wood - Off My Sleeve Lyrics
In your little China dressThat’s how I loved you bestWith a tulip to your chestIn the silk and satin pressedWith a left shoe on my rightAnd my tongue was tangled tightThe strain of it went lightAs you grinned in your delightSayin’ come on, come on, come on breathThe night air off my sleeveThough the armies all had diedAnd the cavalry wouldn’t rideThe whores became the bridesThe night St Augustine diedAnd you said come on, come on, come on breathThe night air off my sleeveWhen no one mans the sailsAnd the search for youth has failedWhen my coffin is all but nailedThe words that will prevailAre you and come on, come on, come on breathThe night air off my sleeveCome on, come on, come on breathThe night air off my sleeveCome on, come on, come on breathThe night air off my sleeve