The Riddle Lyrics

The Riddle

i would go to hell in a hat
if you asked me to, my love
it might be a good
thing at that
for me
i would catch the breeze from the trees
and the
stars from up above
i'd go round the world on my knees
or you
shame on
you, shame on you
oh what does a boy have to do for you
shame on you,
shame on you
oh what does a boy have to do
i would fight a great white
with my hands
just to see your pretty face
ask me and i might
serenade
for you
i would cross the seas for a smile
and the warmth of
your embrace
i'd only be to pleased to die
for you
shame on you, shame
on you
oh what does a boy have to do for you
shame one you, shame on
you
oh what does a boy have to do