lyricist
Story behind the song
Jill Struck-Hensel; lyrics and vocals
Mike Bennett (AKA fendrguitplayr); all instruments and arrangement
Lyrics
Half past midnight in a smoke filled room
Sits a lady with a slanted smile
She feeds the gypsy for a glimpse in time
He's sellling fortunes to help her believe
Watcha pay for a wink and a smile
A little sunshine and it sells like gold
To my surprise when she got up to leave
I saw a wiggle and a bounce in her jeans
What suits your fancy
Will make you happy
Hey baby, if you make me smile
I'll sit and chat with you awhile
Selling sunshine and it comes in a jar
Pour me some sugar serve it nice and slow
For a spell we'll feel like gold
What suits your fancy
Will make you happy
What is it that you want to believe
I'm selling fortunes and fantasies
This potion will make you feel alive
Wake you up from your bitter strive
What suits your fancy
Will make you happy