Infatuation of woman that's no good for you. She is wicked. But you can't help it.
People have compared me to Cat Stevens, Mark Knophler and others. Personally, I can't say.
These are my songs I have written. Most are played and sung by me (acoustic guitar & vocal) but a few are not.
Story behind the song
And the woman was arrayed in purple and scarlet colour, and decked with gold and precious stones and pearls, having a golden cup in her hand … and when I saw her, I wondered with great admiration." (Book of Revelations. 17:4-6)
Lyrics
Wicked Ways
© 2003 David Van Camp
Purple hair and jewels
Precede her to the room
Trumpets cry as she glides by
And, my heart becomes a fool
Waiter, waiter, please bring my cup of wine
To still my shaking hand
And, help me win her heart tonight
Oh! I love her Wicked Ways
She fascinates me every day
Lightening strikes when she walks by
And, the ground beneath me shakes
I fall down and cry:
Oh, how I need her Wicked Ways
I see her in the garden
The air begins to thin
I try to speak; my knees get weak
Where do I begin?
Later, later, a voice inside me cries
But, I know it’s now or never
Got to win her heart tonight
The room around me disappears
As, I’m drawn into her eyes
She captures me, enraptures me
I lose all sense of time
Scarlet dress and purple hair
Her perfume fills the air
But, suddenly she’s gone
I can’t find her anywhere
The ground beneath me shakes
I fall down and cry:
Oh, how I need her Wicked Ways
