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  1. Charity

From the album Head First

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Lyrics

Now have some charity, spare me,
Oh won’t you grant me mercy?
Please at the very least,
Don’t look like that.

Have some charity, spare me,
Oh won’t you grant me mercy?
Lord tell me,
Why do you look like that?

Ecstasy, you, your face,
Your sweet and tender kiss,
Remembered against my lips,
Pressing warm as morning,
Pressing fresh as summer days.

Charity, I need your charity,
Oh won’t you grant me mercy?
Tell me, tell me,
Why do you look like that?

Fantasy dreaming ‘bout,
How soft the spot just below your ear,
Dying to kiss the back of your neck.
And you know I can’t resist you
When you come near.

You make me, you make me,
Mmmm, give in,
When your hands are there.

Charity, I need your charity,
Oh won’t you grant me mercy?
Please, at the very least,
Don’t look like that.

You make me, you make me,
Give in ‘cause you feel like,
Feel just like summer days.

Charity, I need your charity.
Oh won’t you grant me mercy?
Please at the very least,
Stop looking like that.

And spare me, spare me from,
The way you whisper.
It sounds like angel voices,
In my ear.

Oh take pity, take pity,
Or take all of me.
Take me, take me now,
Charity.