Whoever said love was easy A piece of you is gone Is it something that you want? Something you should know? My friend you ought to know I'm afraid it's time to know Should not have told you, oh Something that you need? Do you know they told you wrong?

Weird fishes They turn me I'll hit the bottom Hit the bottom and escape In the deepest ocean The bottom of the sea Why should I stay here?

Would I lie to you? Hope they're lyin' They're lyin' Would I lie to you? Baby, yeah Would I lie to you? Look into my eyes, can't you see they're open wide? Would I lie to you, baby? Would I lie to you? Oh, yeah Don't you know it's true? Girl, there's no

Ohh, I choose you Why you letting them think for you? When you're a grown ass woman Baby, you're a grown ass woman Why you letting them think for you When you a grown ass woman Baby, you a grown ass woman Why they doing the thinking for you?

Bye, bye, blackbird No one here can love or understand me Oh, what hard luck stories they all hand me Where somebody waits for me Sugar's sweet, so is she Make my bed and light the light, I'll arrive late tonight Blackbird, bye, bye Pack up all my cares

Oh I've got a woman now As she mistakes my name I see the light come around And strange as it seems I'm bursting at the seams Her wallet photos don't turn me on I feel her hand come around And her stone-wash denim jeans are darker than they seemed She

Your foothills Dry dunes cater for jumping boys From the nape of her neck he made his descent They watched men hurl from rock to sea Like sternum to button, lined lip pinches in between Iris swims quietly beside me Oh the leaves and larger weeds sway and

It's got what it takes So tell me why can't this be love? Straight from my heart Oh, tell me why can't this be love? Oh here it comes That funny feeling again winding me up inside Every time we touch HeyHey I don't know Oh, tell me where to begin cause I

Bom, bom-bom, bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-bom I want you to be mon amour Ooh, you give me butterflies Ooh, you feel like paradise Ooh, we should sneak away Bom, bom-bom, bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-bom (hey) This is a private jam I see you walking with a hippie

Where did all the good people go, We got heaps and heaps of what we sow I've been changing channels On the TV shows They got this and that With a rattle of tat Man what you gonna do Gimme some truth Now whose side are we on