Chloe Dancer/Crown Of Thorns Songtext

Mother Love Bone

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Chloe Dancer/Crown Of Thorns Songtext
Chloe don't know better
Chloe's just like me
A couple of years of difference
But those lessons never learned
Chloe danced the tables in the french quarter
She's always forgiven
So I can't always make her laugh
But I'm proud to say
And I won't forget
Time spent layin' by her side
Time spent layin' by her side
Dreams like this must die
And a dream like this must die
Dream like this must...

Ya ever hear the story, of Mr. Faded Glory?
Say he who rides a pony must some day fall
Talkin' to my alter
Say life is what you make it
And if you make it death then rest your soul away
Away, away, away, yeah child

It's a broken kinda feelin'
She'd have to tie me to the ceilin'
A bad moon's a comin', better say your prayers child
I wanna tell you that I love you
But does it really matter
I just can't stand to see you draggin' down again
Again, my baby again, oh yeah
So i'm singin'...

And this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves all
It's the kind that leaves me alone, yes it does
And this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves all
It's the kind that leaves me alone

I used to treat you like a lady
Now you're a substitute teacher
This bottle's not a pretty, not a pretty sight, yeah
I owe the man some money
So I'm turnin' over honey
Say Mr. Faded Glory is a-once again a-doin' time, oh yeah

And this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves all
It's the kind that leaves me alone, yes it does
And this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves all
It's the kind that... it's the kind that...
It leaves me alone, yeah
Like a crown of thorns
It's all who you know, yeah
So don't burn your britches woman
'Cause some day, yeah

Kick it! Oh yeah
And this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves all
It's the kind that leaves me alone, yeah
This is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves all
It's the kind that... it's the kind that... yeah, yeah
Baby
I said a come on, come on, come on, come on Judy(?)
I said a-baby
Don't burn your britches woman
Gonna come back to you