The Bossa Is As The Bossa Does

de New York Jazz Lounge

Well I woke up on a Monday
With the morning streaming in
And I rode over just like I always do
Cos when I sleep I keep forgetting
You don't live here no more
And when I wake I keep on thinking of you

So I was walking down the street
Get myself some company
For so long I getting ready to die

The girl up in the store
Says you don't come round here no more
She ain't seen you for quite some time
Quite some time
Quite some time

Oh baby where did you go?
Where the lights went off
There's nobody home
Where did you go?
Oh baby we got so close
My darling where did you go?
Where the lights went out
And there ain't nobody home
Oh where did you go?
Oh my baby we got so close
I got my finger on the trigger
Got your number in my phone
I wanna call, I wanna say
Baby wont you come on over?
And I hear those bells ringing
I hear my devil start to sing
He says

So you can find me on the street
Where I been dragging my feet
Yeah I been dragging them round all night
I went back up to that store
And that girl don't work there no more
She ain't been working there for quite some time
Quite some time
Quite some time

Oh baby where did you go?
Where the lights went off
There's nobody home
Where did you go?
Oh baby we got so close

My darling where did you go?
Where the lights went out
And there ain't nobody home
Oh where did you go?
Oh my baby we got so close?

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