Paroles de Clutches

Well my residential woman said, said to me
That you daren't eat peaches from a hawthorn tree
Well she said it to me once
And then she said it again
Even though I try, I can't remember when.
Well my residential woman
She's as fine as can be
Yeah my residential woman
She's the one for me
And I believe, yes I do believe.

And I believe to the depths of my dark black soul
Like I used to believe in sweet rock and roll
I believe to the depths of my pure white soul
Like I still believe in sweet jelly roll
She got me, she got me
In her clutches.

Well my very special woman said yesterday
She's always economic when I'm going away
Well I turn around and say, she's got no reason to fear
Cos I'm always economic when you're sitting right here.

My very special woman
She's the one for me I believe to the depths of my hard luck soul
Like I used to believe in sweet jelly roll
Believe to the depths of my pure white soul
I used to believe in sweet rock and roll
She got me, yeah, she got me
In her clutches
Sweet clutches
Every kind of clutches
Those clutches