Текст песни Lord Oh Lord - Electronic Swing Orchestra

Oh good Lord, good Lord, Lord up above (my lord)
Are you planting a plant down on me
′Cause there must be a reason every time I'm in love
I′m ending up in pain and misery
Oh good, good Lord, Lord up above (my lord)
Is there something you want to let me know
Because if I'm not support to pick up all these juicy fruits
Tell me why do you let them grow wherever I go
All right!
Lord oh Lord
Lord oh Lord
Lord oh Lord
Oh my lord
Oh Adam was a good man who turned to a sinner
And just because one gal was around
Now I'm asking you what I′m supposed to do
Because one look at this old phone book shows me
There are thousands of boys in this town
Oh lord
Is there something you want to say
If I′m supposed to pick up flowers
Then why do you let them grow all over my way
That's why I′m gonna play
Lord oh Lord
Lord oh Lord
Lord oh Lord
Oh my lord