I liked the way my hand looked
On your head
In the presence of my knuckles
But the beauty of this vision alone
Just like yesterday's sunset
Has been perverted by the sentimental
And mistaken for love
CHORUS
The felix of your truth will always break it
And the iris of your eye will always shake it
And the armies, the armies I have created
Will always hate it
Will always bait you on
I liked the way my hand looked on your head
In the presence of my struggle
But the beauty of this vision alone
I can't shake from my tree just yet
It keeps invading all my private moments
Listen to me now
CHORUS
------------------------------------------------------------------------------Writer(s): Stillman/Mundy
I must confess what you say is true
I had a rendez-vous with somebody new
(But) That's the only one I ever had
Baby, baby, don'cha go 'way mad
Cheatin' shows and it never goes
You've got a reason to be mad I suppose
But she only was a passing fad
Baby, don'cha be mad
Her kind's a dime a dozen
And that's not the kind I want (I should have past her by)
Who'd ever dream your cousin
Would wander in to that restaurant (Would come along and give us the eye)
I understand that you feel (you're quite) upset
What do you say that you forgive and forget
Come on and kiss me just to show your glad
Baby, baby (baby, baby.....) don'cha go 'way mad
(Now don'cha go 'way mad)