Lyrics:

EXPRESSO BONGO (EP)

Love

Well, love ain't a lady and love ain't no fool
Young love is rough and tough
And if you wanna win
You gotta play it real cool

Yeah, love, like a fire, cozy and bright
Warms you with flames of desire
And burns you up all day
And tears your heart out all night

But when her lips look real inviting
And brother, keep your head
Just take it slow oh daddy-o
You live it up and soon be dead
Well, love, like a fever, death in disguise
Love has no rules for fools
Who fall for all the lies
That women tell with their eyes
Ooh, yeah

And when her lips look real fine
Brother, keep your head
Just take it slow oh daddy-o
You live it up and soon be dead

Well, love is a fever, death in disguise
Love has no rules for fools
Who fall for all the lies
That women tell with their eyes

A Voice in the Wilderness

My heart was so heavy with longing for you
My arms were so lonely, lonesome and blue
Alone in my sorrow, I heard a voice cry
A voice in the wilderness, a voice from the sky

Have faith in your darling, the voice seemed to say
Be true to her memory, she'll come back one day
And though there was no-one, nobody to see
A voice in the wilderness brought comfort to me

We had a quarrel, I was unkind
Why did you leave me, love made me blind
Come back to me darling, I yearn for your touch
Have pity, come back now, I need you so much
Believe me and you'll hear it, the voice from above
The voice in the wilderness, the voice of true love
Believe me and you'll hear it, the voice from above
A voice in the wilderness, the voice of true love

The Shrine on the Second Floor

I was born in the heart of a city
In a room that I'll always adore
Though it's not much to see
It's like heaven to me
The shrine on the second floor

There's a beautiful grey-haired madonna
Who once taught me what life had in store
And I lift up mine eyes to that same tender skies
In the shrine on the second floor
Whenever my troubles seem too much to bear
I look for the answer and then
I look up and see that light shining there
And everything turns out right again

When I'm old and I find I'm getting lonely
I'll return to my heaven once more
I'll remember the face of that lady of grace
On the shrine on the second floor

When I'm old and I find I'm getting lonely
I'll return to my heaven once more
I'll remember the face of that lady of grace
On the shrine on the second floor

BONGO BLUES

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