That Don't Satisfy Me
Oh yeah, i got not time for spending at home
That ain't what i need
'cause every time i get you alone
It makes me want the finer things, yeah
But you confuse me with a schoolboy
Felling schoolboy shame
I can't shake it, that my soul
That's spinning me round bringing me down
Jus can't take this hot and cold
Open you eyes and see
That don't satisfy me, that don't satisfy me
Well, you got me hanging from a fever tree
That don't, it don't satisfy me
You're strapping me with a ball and chain
And there's got to be a reason why
And now the clock's tick ticking away
I know you ain't that shy
Don't like running in your rat race
We never slide into the finish line
Put your x here, drink my wine
Your best to come down, beat on the ground
Thumbs up, sugar, rain or shine
Might be falling down for the count, yeah
That don't satify me, that don't satisfy me
Well, you're burning spices in my recipe
That don't, it don't satisfy me
Oh, yeah, i can't shake it, that's my soul
That's spinning me round, bringing me down
Just can't take this hot and cold, no
You got to open your eyes and take a look around
That don't satisfy me, that don't satisfy me, no
That don't satisfy, that don't satisfy
Well, you got me hanging from a fever tree
You're burning spices in my recipe
That don't satisfy me, that don't satisfy me
Come on now, yeah, satisfy me, oh, satisfy me
Satisfy me, satisfy me, satisfy me, satisfy me
Oh satisfy me, satisfy me, satisfy me, yeah, satisfy me, satisfy me
Eso no me satisface
Oh sí, no tengo tiempo para pasar en casa
Eso no es lo que necesito
Porque cada vez que te tengo a solas
Me hace querer cosas más finas, sí
Pero me confundes con un colegial
Sintiendo vergüenza de colegial
No puedo sacudirlo, eso en mi alma
Que me está dando vueltas y deprimiéndome
Simplemente no puedo soportar este calor y frío
Abre tus ojos y ve
Eso no me satisface, eso no me satisface
Bueno, me tienes colgado de un árbol de fiebre
Eso no, no me satisface
Me estás atando con una bola y cadena
Y tiene que haber una razón por la cual
Y ahora el reloj sigue tic tac
Sé que no eres tan tímida
No me gusta correr en tu carrera de ratas
Nunca llegamos a la línea de meta
Pon tu x aquí, bebe mi vino
Es mejor que bajes, golpea en el suelo
Pulgar arriba, azúcar, llueva o truene
Podría estar cayendo por la cuenta, sí
Eso no me satisface, eso no me satisface
Bueno, estás quemando especias en mi receta
Eso no, no me satisface
Oh, sí, no puedo sacudirlo, eso es mi alma
Que me está dando vueltas, deprimiéndome
Simplemente no puedo soportar este calor y frío, no
Tienes que abrir tus ojos y echar un vistazo alrededor
Eso no me satisface, eso no me satisface, no
Eso no satisface, eso no satisface
Bueno, me tienes colgado de un árbol de fiebre
Estás quemando especias en mi receta
Eso no me satisface, eso no me satisface
Vamos ahora, sí, sáciame, oh, sáciame
Sáciame, sáciame, sáciame, sáciame
Oh, sáciame, sáciame, sáciame, sí, sáciame, sáciame
Escrita por: Damon Johnson