Gussie Clarke - Picture On The Wall

Overall, well, well, hurt not thyself, oh, precious soul
Many times it have been told, well, well
Cause in my sight you were precious gold
Neither can be bought or sold
So let me hold you, let me rub you down
Need you inna me life, my sweet honeycomb
Hurry home, too long I've been waitin'
Too long your picture's hangin' on the wall
I need you now
Answer to my plea, oh, when I go
I need you now