Dean Blunt - Imperial Gold lyrics

[Joanne Robertson:] You were working hard baby Sending me to sleep with your yawns They were scrapping in the yard Handing out the jobs Something I could do to you Watching as you threw me to them Severing the dreams of you Something I could do to you You make me up a weak looking blue Your shoulder isn't way up high And friends they take you on a ride And show you a good time And some things get through and I forget how I knew Salt is in the sink Shaking like a tear From your little aching You're coming home, you're coming back to me Something I could do to you You make me up a weak looking blue [Joanne Robertson and Dean Blunt:] Your shoulder isn't way up high And friends they take you on a ride And show you a good time And show you a good time A good time Yeah