Hey Angie Hey

Hey Angie Hey,
Hey Angie Hey,
You’ve got me coming,
When I should be running away. 

Well you know I spent the last three days with you,
But when I get out of work, I feel like I’ve got nothing better to do,
You keep me satisfied in the famine of the night it’s true,
So that explains why I can’t stay away from you,
‘Cause I’ll be singing:

Hey Angie Hey,
Hey Angie Hey,
You’ve got me coming,
When I should be running away.

I can’t tell now if it’s love or lust,
That keeps my guitar in the corner over there just gathering dust,
‘Cause I feel complete between the sheets in your clutch,
And from the door to floor well I can’t ignore your touch,
‘Cause I’ll be singing.

Hey Angie Hey,
Hey Angie Hey,
You’ve got me coming,
When I should be running away.

Well tell me how did you befriend me,
And get me to think about you all day,
How come the only message that you need to send me,
Is hey babe, do you want to play?
Then I drop everything and say:

Hey Angie Hey,
Hey Angie Hey,
You’ve got me coming,
When I should be running away.

Didn’t your momma ever tell you not to trust boys who play guitar?
Especially not the ones that you meet singing out at bars.
‘Cause that’s where I hang out,
And you know without a doubt,
That if you walk my way well trouble ain’t too far,
‘Cause I’ll be singing.

Hey Angie Hey,
Hey Angie Hey,
You’ve got me coming,
When I should be running away.
Hey Angie Hey,
Hey Angie Hey,
You’ve got me coming,
And I’m falling in love, 
When I should be running away.

© Alex Krolikowski, 2016