Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shake My Tree, artist - Coverdale Page. Date of issue: 08.06.2008
Song language: English
Shake My Tree |
| Now I don’t want to be your slave |
| You’re trying to drive me to an early grave |
| All I ever hear, is that you live an' breathe for me But all you ever do, babe, is shake my tree |
| 'Cos you keep on pushing, baby, like you never, ever been in love before |
| I told you once an' I told you twice |
| I ain’t no schoolboy you can sacrifice |
| You want my love an' you want it now |
| You try to love me, baby, but you don’t know how |
| So you keep on pushing, baby, like you never, ever been in love before |
| I need love an' I need time |
| An' a little bit of both, if you wanna be a friend of mine |
| I don’t want no woman, drive me outta my head |
| An' you’re the kind of girl, guaranteed to wreck my bed |
| Love is what you need, but you cut down to the bone an' make me bleed |
| I give you everything an' still you cry |
| Ooh, mama, the price of loving you is way too high |
| But you keep on talking, baby, I’ve heard it all before |
| Now I don’t want you hanging around, or kicking at my door |
| But you keep on pushing, mama, like you never, ever been in love before |
| I know love an' I know shame |
| An' I ain’t gonna get caught up in your game |
| It took a little time to make me see |
| I ain’t lookin' for a woman like you to shake my tree |
| So keep on talking, baby, keep on hangin' around |
| Everything you do to me, is sure to drag me down |
| An' you keep on pushing, mama, like you never, ever been in love before |
| Shake my tree |
| (Solo) |
| I don’t want to be your slave, you’re trying to drive me to an early grave |
| So keep on talking, no matter what you say |
| I’ve had enough of your kind of love, to last me all my days |
| So keep on pushing baby, I’ve heard it all before |
| I don’t want you hanging around, or kicking at my door |
| Now I don’t want your loving, baby, I can’t take it anymore |
| I don’t want you hanging around, kicking at my door |
| If I see your face again, I’ll give you what’s in store |
| But you’ll keep on pushing, baby, 'cos you’ve never, ever been in love before |