David Bromberg

Tongue
I know it's over baby Honey, don't worry I ain't mad I know it's over, you don't have to tell me But Baby I ain't mad And, Uh, to tell you the truth,little girl you're, you're not the best thing this child ever had! It won't take long, baby 'til you fill your bed It won't take long, mama'til you fill your bed, I know you make it happy hour But you can be walk'n those streets a long lonesome time before you find a man like me to curl your toes and roll your eyes back in your head! Hey look here darl'in, don't pretend you care about my feel'ins Never did break my heart Yeah, look, you never really did break my heart And don't give me that stuff about how he ain't half the man that I am, because little girl, You should have knwon that right from the start! HEY, Don't talk about it Cause I don't want to hear ya lie And turn off the waterworks baby I refuse to stand here and watch you cry! And one more thing, You best get your tongue out of my mouth, Because I'm kissing your goodbye! (Thanks to Pete Matassa for these lyrics) From Letras Mania