Don't know why why My old friend My old friend, I recall The times we had, hanging on my wall I wouldn't trade them for gold 'Cause they laugh and they cry me me Somehow sanctify me me They're woven in the stories I have told, and tell tell again

There's gonna be no future If we don't figure this out (Come onto mama, come on, mama) Come to mama Tell Tell me who hurt ya Oh, come tomorrow Who are you gonna follow? The only prisons that exist are ones we put each other in Why Why do we gotta tell tell each other

Tell Tell me why why, haven't I heard from you I said now darlin', honey, what is your excuse Why Why haven't I heard from you So tell tell me why why, haven't I, heard from you Tell Tell me why why, haven't I, heard from you Well back in 1876 an ol' boy named Bell Invented a

And I can't tell tell you why why I can't tell tell you why why Every time I try to walk away Something makes me me turn around and stay Look at us baby, up all night Tearing our love apart Aren't we the same two people who live Through years in the dark?

I heard you told your friends that I'm just not your type If that's how you really feel, then why why'd you call last night? You say all I ever do is just control your life But how you gonna lie like that, how you gonna lie like that? Tell Tell me how you 'bout

Do whatever the TV tells us I'm getting tied, I'm forgetting why why Tired and wired, we ruin too easy Sleep in our clothes and wait for winter to leave We'll stay inside till somebody finds us Stay inside our rosy-minded fuzz So worry not, all things are

Tell Tell me where am I now (oh-o) Why, where and how All this time Show me me the road back home (oh-yeah) Show me me the road back home, back home You never sympathize I can't find my way back inside What you give is what you get But you drew the line on me me baby

I never go back Always look around girl "Why you never hold me? Tell Tell me that you love me me I wanna leave you, wanna leave you Tryna see the good things Why Why you'd always say that you never done wrong?

Hallelujah, I just love her so That's why why I know, yes, I know Now, if I call her on the telephone And tell tell her that I'm all alone By the time I count from one to four I hear her - on my door In the evening when the sun goes down When there is nobody else

I tell tell her, "Bring it back" (what) Flexing with all the racks (flex) Nigga, you bald cap (cap) I'm in the 'Bach back (back) Why would you lie to me? (lie) She wanna ride with me (skrrt) I got the Bentley B (B) You could come flex with me (flex) You know