Lyrics DIVINE UNDWIND - Mr. Bomb

Let me put your hair in braids
Let me tie your shoes
Let's play a game of charades
Chase away the blues
Let me run my hand through your hair
Let me light your cigarette
You can count on me anytime
That you need to unwind

If you get sick I'll be your cure
If you get sad I'll make you happy
If you get thirsty I'll be your wine
I've never met a girl that's so divine

Let me walk you home from school
Let me be your slave
Use me like your favorite tool
Promise I wont misbehave
Let me whisper in your ear
Let me hold your hand
You can count on me anytime
That you need to unwind

If you get sick I'll be your cure
If you get sad I'll make you happy
If you get thirsty I'll be your wine
I've never met a girl that's so divine

You're so divine