29 lyrics for "And I can't explain"

And I can't explain It's surely not his brain that makes me thrill I used to dream that I'd discover The perfect lover someday I knew I'd recognize him If ever he came 'round my way I always used to fancy then He'd be one of those god-like kind of men
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I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain Roman Calvary choirs are singing I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled
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I'm beggin' you baby, cut out that off the wall jive Please come home to your daddy, and explain yourself to me Because I and you are man and wife, tryin' to start a family If you can't treat me no better, it gotta be your funeral and my trial When I and
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I can't explain this feeling Can't you see that salvation is freeing I started to write this song about you And then I decided that I would write it all about love And it appeared to me That you wasn't happy And that's for sure, positively That's what
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I got a good thing, I got a good thing And I caught this feeling that I can't explain Got my heart speeding, every time she says my name She calls me baby Alright, play it on round boys Right there's your something Smiling through this lazy day Just a
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In the life we live as thugs Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see It's hard to be a man Ridin' wit' my guns in hand In the life Why explain the game? Niggas ain't listenin' Stuck in positions if victims can't stand the heat Then stay the fuck out
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The way you look tonight But it's something about the way you look tonight Takes my breath away And I can't explain It's that feeling I get about you, deep inside And I can't describe There was a time I was everything and nothing all in one When you
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I'm upraised a feeling I can't explain My soul aches still searching is my refrain I, I still believe A lifetime of searching Questioning existence and purpose From the setting sun To the vast expanses Death from birth in reverse
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I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain Roman Calvary choirs are singing I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled
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