45 lyrics for "I got something to say"
I know you'll never let me down I'm just thankful for your love, yeah Baby, I'm so glad you're here Baby, I've got something to say, my dear I'm just so glad you're mine Baby, why did it take so long? Oh baby, see You only made my love grow stronger
PlayIt might not be the right time I might not be the right one But there's something about us I want to say Cause there's something between us anyway But there's something about us I've got to do Some kind of secret I will share with you I need you more
PlayMy father told me, lying on his bed of death, "boy," he says, "woman she's gonna make it, don't fool your self 'cause she's got something to make a man lay that money, uh, right in her hand And the very thing that makes her rich will make you poor The
PlayWe do this every night We can get to feeling alright right now Turn it on baby til the sun burns out You ain't gotta say it girl, I know what you like Yeah on this trail trail, a little something to sip sip Don't need no weekend Hands on your hips and do
PlaySticker this, censor this, ban this We've got something to say Police this, condemn this, damn this We'll be heard anyway Middle finger is the flag that I wave when I'm silenced... Listen here... Is it a possibility? That we're all just equal, Slam the
PlayYou've got me in your hand, why can't you understand. I love you honey, for more than words can say. Please, let me sit down beside you. I've got something to tell you, you should know. I just couldn't wait for not another day. I love you, for more than
PlayI was tempted to call it a day You've got me in your hand, why can't you understand I love you honey, for more than words can say Please, let me sit down beside you I've got something to tell you, you should know I just couldn't wait for not another day
PlayYeah, more than you know I just need to get it off my chest You should know that baby you're the best 'Cause it ain't over, until she sings I saw it coming, from miles away I better speak up if I got something to say You had your reasons, you had a few
PlayMy father told me, lying on his bed of death, "boy," he says, "woman she's gonna make it, don't fool your self 'cause she's got something to make a man lay that money, uh, right in her hand And the very thing that makes her rich will make you poor The
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