Sweet N' Sour Soul
What's pluckin' on your sweet plum soul tonight, my darling
Your mouth is mirthless and your watermelon wiles are wilting
The bags under your eyes are dyed a deep bruise blue
It's almost like you bit off more than you can chew
Nursin' on earth's teat that's run dry
Sugar you've one brain cell left to fry
Did the winter slurp up your springtime and summer?
There's no Rock left to your Roll
Flames have left the simmering coal
Of your Sweet n' Sour soul
Drink from a china bowl
Fill you up, leave you feeling whole
Your sweet and sour soul
You've been working like a dog without chewing a single treat
Your cherry cheeks are hollow they're devoid of all their meat
Your waist has caved in like that of a winter wasp
Every movement heavy from all the weight you've lost
You've been getting worried glances from your mother
It's like the band's still playing without a drummer
Friends tell me you're late every night
Your gas tank's running on coca cola light
I wonder when you'll slow down to soothe the engine
Will you learn this time?
No fruit left on your vine
Your Sweet N' Sour Soul
Oh honey, oh darling
Cast the plaster of your own mould
Oh darling
Your Sweet N' Sour soul
Your mouth is mirthless and your watermelon wiles are wilting
The bags under your eyes are dyed a deep bruise blue
It's almost like you bit off more than you can chew
Nursin' on earth's teat that's run dry
Sugar you've one brain cell left to fry
Did the winter slurp up your springtime and summer?
There's no Rock left to your Roll
Flames have left the simmering coal
Of your Sweet n' Sour soul
Drink from a china bowl
Fill you up, leave you feeling whole
Your sweet and sour soul
You've been working like a dog without chewing a single treat
Your cherry cheeks are hollow they're devoid of all their meat
Your waist has caved in like that of a winter wasp
Every movement heavy from all the weight you've lost
You've been getting worried glances from your mother
It's like the band's still playing without a drummer
Friends tell me you're late every night
Your gas tank's running on coca cola light
I wonder when you'll slow down to soothe the engine
Will you learn this time?
No fruit left on your vine
Your Sweet N' Sour Soul
Oh honey, oh darling
Cast the plaster of your own mould
Oh darling
Your Sweet N' Sour soul
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Writer(s): Serin Jacob
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