ZANG TUUMB TUM DISCOGRAPHY “…or the imagination”

Blues in E


The dark eyed, brown haired lover
From hard time Israel
She’s looking for a soul to take over
She’s looking for some love to sell

The speed that we go is faster
Than everything that’s on my mind
She’s trained to touch your body baby
She’s trained to blow your fucking mind

But you see now, hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on to the love

Making love is just a fairytale
And all she ever wanted was to be herself
Oh yeah
Woah yeah

What, what, what is good for me is good for her
Is good for us in time
Tame the transcendental meditation, oh why

Something in my body is trying to tell me
No it’s not the way it’s supposed to be
If you want her you’re doomed

But you say hold on
Hold on
Hold on to the love
Baby, baby

’cause making love is just a fairytale
And all she ever wanted was to be herself

We got them babies making baby
And it’s not too good a time
For your love, baby
For your love

The dark eyed, brown haired lover
From hard time Israel
Looking for a soul to take over
Looking for some love to sell

The speed that we go is faster
Than anything that’s on my mind
Trained to touch your body, baby
Trained to blow your fucking mind

But you say hold on
Hold on
Hold on
I say, hold on
I say, hold on
Hold on, baby
To love, baby

Making love is just a fairytale
And I say, that all you ever wanted was to be yourself, oh yeah

Yeah yeah
Yeah

She’s your lover, baby
She’s your lover
She’s your lover, baby
Lover
Lover
Lover