GET ON TOP
(Tim Buckley)
Tim Buckley


Well that girl walks in a stormy bitching whine
Well she moves that cobra waltz all across the floor
Tell your mama to sing out, like a slow burn
Slow burn your motel walls, over me.

Get on top of me woman
Get on top, let me breathe
Get on top of me woman
Let me see what you learned tonight
Then I talk in tongues, mama

Oh when I love you
Yes I talk in tongues

Get on top of me woman,
Get on top, let me breathe
Get on top of me, woman
I just wanna see what you learned

Well like a bitch dog in heat, mama
We had those bed springs squeakin' all night long
And didn't you hear those walls a talkin' voodoo
I feel you right feel you right with me

Get on top of me woman,
Get on top let me breathe
Get on top of me woman
Let me see what you learned tonight
I talk in tongues, mama
Oh when I love you
I talk in tongues, honey

(Contributed by Sören Sjögren - February 2003)