paroles de chanson Tiger You - Nina Kinert

Want to see my lover?
He's a tiger in the south
There with his other tigers in the south
I need to be let out clean
From all the fuilth that I ever seen
Touching him with my fingers
His fur will brush me clean
Want to see my lover?
He's hunting in the south
There with his brothers I want to touch him with my mouth
But now is the time to fade
Pick up the mess that has been made
Sleep in a dark night wake up with a clearer sight
Oh my tiger you
Come to me I'll come to you
Oh my tiger you
Come to me I'll come to you
Saturday, sunday
Little did I know then
When I could've killed to taste some more
This will be a year for comeback
It took long time to score
Oh, I used to dream about him sometimes in the past
That was when nights were longer
Now they end to fast
Oh my tiger you
Come to me I'll come to you
Oh my tiger you
Come to me I'll come to you
Oh I found a love the kind that I've been dreaming of
Oh my tiger you
Come to me I'll come to you (ahh, been dreaming of)
Oh my tiger you
Come to me I'll come to you
Saturday, sunday