Love And Broken Hearts - Wynton Marsalis

Written by：Wynton Marsalis

I don't need good looks

To sell no cars or beer

TV's or new machines

All you coming can hang up your scheme

Pimps and hustlers put up the Vaseline

I ain't your b**ch I ain't your ho

And public Nigeria has got to go

Oh safari seekers and thug life coons

You modern day minstrels and your

Song less tunes

Don't take me down your memory lane

I got my own memories just the same

It's time for the return of romance

It's time for you and me to slow dance

For entrancing I love you

Sweet tender kisses

It's time for moonlit glances and crazy

Playful love games

It's time for candy roses and silly names

It's time for you to hold me and touch my

Soul

It's time for me to hold you and let you

Know

We bring the starlit skies

When we're together

Oh how did we lose our song

When did we forget our dance

Dances the ancients knew

Songs country blues men blew

Bout our lives are love and broken hearts

It's time for me to tease and scold you

It's time for you to love and hold me

For dining by candle light

Fun Sunday picnics

It's time for slow slow dances and

Showing love with no shame

It's time to treat me gently now

Oh how did we lose our song

When did we forget our dance

Dances the ancients knew

Songs country blues men blew

Bout our lives are love and broken hearts

It's time for me to hold and love you

It's time for me to tease and scold you

For dining by candle light

Fun Sunday picnics

It's time for slow slow dancing

And showing love with no shame

It's time to treat me gently now