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Track 3. La dame qui habite ma tete (Woman on my Mind )

Looking for a woman I’m never going to find
Looking for a woman I’m never going to find
Got no flesh got no blood
She’s just a picture painted on my mind

Woman on my mind, for better or for worse
I reach up a blessing, she hands me down a curse
Ain’t no sleep there ain’t no slumber in the bedroom of my soul
In the room below the devil’s always playing rock-and-roll

Woman, woman, woman on my mind....

Woman on my mind each time I think of you
It’s lead-me-not-into-temptation (...well, tomorrow night will do)
My overheated dreaming’s got me in a steaming haze
Bathsheeba’s in the tub tonight I can’t avert my gaze

Woman on my mind, you’ve caught me in a spell
Like Pavlov’s dogs I salivate each time you ring my bell
You’re a daydream keeps me ‘wake all night, why can’t you stay away
Of all my host of ghosts the one that most I’d like to lay

Woman on my mind, not going to pay your wage
You usurp the place of God and tie my conscience in a cage
Now I see through the illusion, my confusion fades away
The moment when you shrivel in the clear cold light of day

Looking for a woman I’m never going to find
Looking for a woman I’m never going to find
Got no flesh got no blood
She’s just a pretty picture painted on my mind

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