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I keep drinking malted milk, trying to drive my blues away. I keep drinking malted milk, trying to drive my blues away. Baby, you're just as welcome to my loving as the flowers is in May. Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushing to my head. Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushing to my head. And I have a funny, funny feeling and I'm talking all out my head. Baby, fix me one more drink and hug your daddy one more time. Baby, fix me one more drink and hug your daddy one more time. Keep on stirring my malted milk, mama, until I change my mind. My doorknob keeps on turning, there must be spooks around my bed. My doorknob keeps on turning, there must be spooks around my bed. And I have a funny, funny feeling and the hair's rising on my head.
Eric Clapton Malted Milk
Baby, fix me one more drink and hug your daddy one more time. Baby, fix me one more drink and hug your daddy one more time. Keep on stirring my malted milk, mama, until I change my mind. My doorknob keeps on turning, there must be spooks around my bed. My doorknob keeps on turning, there must be spooks around my bed. And I have a funny, funny feeling and the hair's rising on my head.
calderd added this comment 2008-05-08 20:17:47-05:00
thank you
santy added this comment 2008-05-08 19:08:17-05:00
... u r creativ
calderd added this comment 2008-04-15 23:35:30-05:00
ohh that he dose
ladylia added this comment 2008-04-15 21:02:26-05:00
eric rulesssss
calderd added this comment 2008-05-08 20:17:47-05:00
thank you
santy added this comment 2008-05-08 19:08:17-05:00
... u r creativ
calderd added this comment 2008-04-15 23:35:30-05:00
ohh that he dose
ladylia added this comment 2008-04-15 21:02:26-05:00
eric rulesssss