paroles de chanson The Recipe (For Perfect Fools) - Barbara George

Sip a cup of jealousy
Stir in a cup of lies
Simmer at a medium heat
Until it fries
Then let it stand
For an hour or so
Until it cools
This recipe is for perfect fools

Blend in a cup of mistakes
Add one spoon of bitter tears
Mix well a big heartbreak
A dash of doubts and fears
An eternal platter
Of sorrow, pain, and broken rules
This recipe is for perfect fools

I can tell you how to fix
This recipe
Because these things have been mixed
Before by me
That's how I lost, I lost my baby
He loved me, but I couldn't see
So could be a fool like me

Sip a cup of jealousy
Stir in a cup of lies
Simmer at a medium heat
Until it fries
Then let it stand
For an hour or more
Until it cools
This recipe is for perfect fools
This recipe is for perfect fools

My, my, my, my, my, my, my
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Mm-mm-hmm-hmm-hmm