Oh, why can't you behave? Why can't you behave? After all the things you told me And the promises that you gave Oh, why can't you be good And do just as you should? Won't you turn that new leaf over So your baby can be your slave?

(Hmm, hum, hum) Ah, she keeps me moanin', groanin' Hey, because I feel so good, feel real good Why can't nobody love me like my baby does? Young girl turned out to be two times Quite the woman that I thought she was Oh she keeps me moanin', groanin' Hey,

Why does it feel so good? Yeah you know I'm in your party 'Cause you loving got me feeling so good So good, so good, so good Why does it feel so good? (to misbehave you) Why does it feel so good? (oh baby I can't to do) So good, so good

When you got a good friend, that will stay right by your side Give her all of your spare time, love and treat her right I mistreated my baby, and I can't see no reason why I mistreated my baby, but I can't see no reason why Every time I think about it, I

Oh, why can't you behave? Why can't you behave? After all the things you told me, And the promises that you gave, Why, why, why can't you be good? I was faithful and true but what good will it do And do, do just as you should? Yes you had the right touch

Why don't we turn off the phones, get somewhere alone? I'll trace that smile on your face, 'til the stars fade away Baby, cut off the lights, let our hands talk tonight There's things that need to be said, we can't say it in a text Got good love to be

She just wanna be free Just let her be Why can't you see? She just wanna be cool I'll take a ride on the breeze And doing what she do And I know, I know I know I know Bad feed swaying to a laid back beat She looks good in the morning sun

That's why I need a touch That's why I need a touch (yeah) Must be an addiction I guess I want too much (too much) I just want love and lust You just can't love me back (yeah) Found good, but now I feel bad Like I know I can't take it back No, there's

Every time we say goodbye We love each other so deeply That I ask you, the sweetheart Why should we quarrel ever Why can't we be enough clever, never to part Every time we say goodbye I die a little Every time we say goodbye I wonder why a little Why the

Your poppa don't mind at all You can't surprise him anymore Your poopa don't mind what you do or say He don't believe in heaven like a good man should Give it a word, give it a try Why don't you sleep out, stop living high You're on your own, your making