That's how easy love can be Simple melody, simple melody, sing a simple melody Sing a simple melody, that's how easy love can be ABC is easy it's like counting up to three Come on now! 123, baby, ooh ooh ABC, baby, nah nah Do re mi, baby, ow Sit down

Act nice, act nice and gentle to me Come on baby, hold my hand Come on baby, understand, you gotta You don't need no fancy clothes Where'd you get them, goodness knows? Just show some civility I don't need no luxuries, As long as you are understanding

Baby sweet baby Here I am I'm knowing Won't you please Come on back home to me I've been so lonely These few days feel like A hundred years How you make me worry baby How you make me worry about you

Got to, got to have it Hey hey hey, yeah now When I come home, hey hey Respect is what I need Give us, give us, give us, give us What you want, honey, you got it And what you need, baby, you've got it All I'm asking, for a little respect When I come

Come on, be my baby, come on I'm in love with the shape of you Come on now, follow my lead I'm in love with your body Every day discovering something brand new Girl, you know I want your love Your love was handmade for somebody like me I may be crazy,

Now those days are over And we are all ghosts We used to sleep all day and talk all night Stay up by the TV light (oh, oh) When your baby teeth ain't milky white Wipe the stardust from your eyes (oh, oh) I said "oh come on love, we'll be just fine

So we love how she fit inna the clothes With the fat piece of twingy twanga exposed (God Knows) Gal model and gal no stop pose Cause you naw drop off like Mikey J's nose (It shows) Top gal and me well want a doe so come on Baby girl it's time to get

I'm in love with your body Come on, be my baby, come on I'm in love with the shape of you Every day discovering something brand new Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I We push and pull like a magnet do Although my heart is falling, too And now my bedsheets smell like

All because of these things All of these things, baby You're gonna miss me Early one morning I thought about our happiness, yes I did Still run through my head Oh, and I know These things made our love come to an end Oh these things

Mi give you all my cocky and all my love You tell me you love off the icicle Me wan' give you an icicle child See di cocky 'ya, come whine up Turn round and come whine up Mi nah diss you memba' yuh know Ah who buss you? Memba' enuh Ah who trust you?