John Martyn - Clutches lyrics

Well my residential woman said, said to me That you daren't eat peaches from a hawthorn tree Well she said it to me once And then she said it again Even though I try, I can't remember when. Well my residential woman She's as fine as can be Yeah my residential woman She's the one for me And I believe, yes I do believe. And I believe to the depths of my dark black soul Like I used to believe in sweet rock and roll I believe to the depths of my pure white soul Like I still believe in sweet jelly roll She got me, she got me In her clutches. Well my very special woman said yesterday She's always economic when I'm going away Well I turn around and say, she's got no reason to fear Cos I'm always economic when you're sitting right here. My very special woman She's the one for me My residential woman She's as sweet as can be Well I believe, yes I believe. I believe to the depths of my hard luck soul Like I used to believe in sweet jelly roll Believe to the depths of my pure white soul I used to believe in sweet rock and roll She got me, yeah, she got me In her clutches Sweet clutches Every kind of clutches Those clutches