歌词
She don't sleep alone
She don't telephone
She don't keep in touch
She don't care too much about anything
And that's just not enough for me
She don't say she loves
Though I know she does
If you know where to look boy
It's so plain to see
Miss Fortune I miss
Misfortunate this
She fills my cup
With soakin' wet kisses
The dog bone dry
Humps her dirty dishes
She got the hot pot o' honey
And a will to pour it on
Right through the rot of love's self destruction
Comes a lust sexdriven emotion
Know the light of the love
Is always darkest before the dawn
Get it on
Miss Fortune I miss
Misfortunate this
My Miss Fortune
Ow!
She don't turn from touch
She don't wear too much of anything
And that's quite alright by me
It's alright
She don't say she loves me
Every time she does me
But only a fool would dare disagree
With me
Miss Fortune I miss
Misfortunate this
