Maybe you shouldn't come back Maybe you shouldn't come back to me Sorry I'm not sorry for the times Tired of being so sad, tired of getting so mad, baby Stop right now, you'll only let let me down, oh oh I don't reply, you know the reason why See you calling

Oh you Pretty Things Don't you know you're driving your Mamas and Papas insane And it looks as though they're here to stay All the strangers came today Let Let me make it plain You gotta make way for the Homo Superior Wake up you sleepy head Put on some

I see your true colors And that's why I love you So don't be afraid to let let them show Shining through True colors are beautiful, Like a rainbow And you've taken all you can bear Just call me up Because you know I'll be there

On the floor? If he ain't Let Let me know Lemme see if you can run it, run it Girl indeed I can run it, run it I got friends and you got friends They hop out and you hop in I look fly and they jockin'

Oh Annie, sit down beside me Let Let me confide in you, you know when I'm blue You know when I'm lonely and, honey, I'm lonely I'm going down, going down, going down, going down Annie knows when it's me Knows how I'm feeling and gives me her healing Annie,

I know you don't love me, but still I burn for you. I know you don't love me, this flame won't die, it's true. My soul bared completely, don't seem enough for you. I know you don't love me, but the message can't get through. Maybe you're missing a

If you still care, don't ever let let me know Bury all your secrets in my skin Come away with innocence, and leave me with my sins The air around me still feels like a cage And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again So if you love me, let let me

It's written on the wind, it's everywhere I go So if you really love me, come on and let let it show You know I love you I always will My mind's made up by the way that I feel There's no beginning, there'll be no end 'Cause on my love you can depend I feel

(I chew on a piece of your custard pie) Drop down, baby, let let your daddy see Drop down, mama, just dream of me Well, my mama allow me to fool around all night long Well, I may look like I'm crazy, I should know right from wrong See me comin', throw your

That's too much sauce Patek Philippe, the plain one I got too much sauce Hermes in the A They let let me know before I was famous I had too much sauce Audemars, Hublot now Too much sauce Got too much sauce