Frédérique Spigt
Taste my blues
> 1996 - Con la piccola orchestra
Taste my blues (2:39) Na na na na, na na na na Na na na na na na na Na na na na, na na na na Under your wing Saving my skin Slowly stained by your fingertips You became me And I became you ‘Till the scissors snip You can be sure I’m taking aim at you I light a fire in your belly too I wake your body ‘till you’re dreaming And love takes on a different meaning I wish for one time You stand in my shoes You taste my blues I wish for one time You feel what I feel You’ll be begging me please… Come home Na na na na Na na na na na na na Falling behind You’re in two minds Seems you’re giving it your very best shot You felt what I feared And I fear what you felt ‘Till the daggers cut You can be sure I’m taking aim at you I light a fire in your belly too I wake your body ‘till you’re dreaming And love takes on a different meaning I wish for one time You stand in my shoes You taste my blues I wish for one time You feel what I feel You’ll be begging me please… Come home Oh come home Begging me please… Come home  Muziek/tekst: Jan van der Meij/Frédérique Spigt. (P) 1996 Pixy Music/Peer Music/EMI Music Publishing (C) 1996 Peer-Southern Productions-bv
> 1996 - Taste my blues
Taste my blues
> 1996 - Con la piccola orchestra
Taste my blues (2:39) Na na na na, na na na na Na na na na na na na Na na na na, na na na na Under your wing Saving my skin Slowly stained by your fingertips You became me And I became you ‘Till the scissors snip You can be sure I’m taking aim at you I light a fire in your belly too I wake your body ‘till you’re dreaming And love takes on a different meaning I wish for one time You stand in my shoes You taste my blues I wish for one time You feel what I feel You’ll be begging me please… Come home Na na na na Na na na na na na na Falling behind You’re in two minds Seems you’re giving it your very best shot You felt what I feared And I fear what you felt ‘Till the daggers cut You can be sure I’m taking aim at you I light a fire in your belly too I wake your body ‘till you’re dreaming And love takes on a different meaning I wish for one time You stand in my shoes You taste my blues I wish for one time You feel what I feel You’ll be begging me please… Come home Oh come home Begging me please… Come home  Muziek/tekst: Jan van der Meij/Frédérique Spigt. (P) 1996 Pixy Music/Peer Music/EMI Music Publishing (C) 1996 Peer-Southern Productions-bv
> 1996 - Taste my blues
Frédérique Spigt