Gris Gris Tales - Tanita Tikaram

I was warned

I was warned about you

I see your phone

A gris gris tail and a snake by you

Sunshine and the sun don’t shine

Wild woman

What kind of woman are you

You set black fire

To taste the dew on my fingertips

My heart stings from loving things

I dive into the sitting now

I bite around the bone

I wish my good was better

But I’m already gone

My feet are burning up

She teach me everything

You gotta dance with a devil inside

And let him know who’s king

My heart stings from loving things

I was warned

I was warned about you

I see your phone

The gris gris tail and the snake by you