She ain't tell ya I let her push the 'rari She ain't tell ya she let me hit her partners She ain't tell ya I never told her sorry She ain't tell ya I paid for her body yeah She ain't tell ya I never told her sorry no Every story got more than one side

Mi know you want me Mi want you and we don’t sorry Make mi put the ring pon your finger Take your clothes off, you are cutie baby Girl, I been waiting so long, so long fi your sexy body I know some time in the future Maybe sooner you a go call mi your

Will you stay in our lovers' story If you stay you won't be sorry 'Cause we believe in you Soon you'll grow so take a chance With a couple of Kooks Hung up on romancing We bought a lot of things To keep you warm and dry And a funny old crib on which the

Time for me to just stand up and travel new land Time for me to just take matters into my own hands Once I'm over these tracks, man I'ma never look back And I'm gone I know right where I'm going Sorry, momma, I'm grown I must travel alone Ain't gon'

Strange, talk about luck I woke up And, the sun was shining Strange, I ought a be in bed with my head In the pillow cryin' over us But I ain't, ain't love I laid there feeling sorry for myself In a bed of Kleenex Stuffin' chocolates in my mouth

How to party, yeah, we know how to party Pull up on your bitch, tell your man I'm sorry Hundred on my wrist, jumpin' out the 'Rari Ooh, she hit the splits, she know how to party When I'm with my clique, we know how to party I got a few girls on the way,

Please don't be angry with me cause I've gone away I've told you about your mistakes But you didn't hear a word I said I'm so tired of worrying I don't know just what to do I'm sorry baby I just can't put up with you I've tried to please you But you just

But Cinderella's got to go I'm sorry for runnin' away like this And I'm sorry I've already made my wish Here I am, so try to forgive me I don't believe in fairy tales Here we are with nothin' but honesty I've had enough, I'm not gonna stay I'm sorry just

Can't eat, can't sleep, can't seem to find time anymore Somewhere she weeps, her hair gently brushes the floor I know my way, I know that I'll find her somehow It's a silly situation, it's just infatuation, no need to be sorry Angela carries me back to

Why won't you make up your mind? Give me a sign Am I wasting my time living in my head? You'll be sorry when I make up mine instead