Robert Palmer - Discipline Of Love текст песни

You naughty girl: so sharp and dry
Don't fill yourself with foolish pride
You wanted me to notice you
But when I came, you cut me

Why did you do it?
Why did you go and spoil the fun?
Why did you do it?
You need the discipline of love – some discipline

You wild child
How sweet you smile
Your crystal ball – it's broken

Why did you do it?
Why did you go and spoil the fun?
Why did you do it?
You need the discipline of love – some discipline

Take notice now: my turn to talk
The gate of love – it's narrow