Oh child, oh child And I know that I can't pretend that I haven't had my regret From the memories that I've kept, to the history I forget Oh, my father before he left Oh, there's one thing I wish he said "Oh child, just do what you love, 'cause you won't

And mama’s good eats And wonder on repeat There's soo much history in my head The people I've left The ones that I've kept Have you heard me on the radio, did you turn it up? On your blown-out stereo in suburbia? Could be playing hide and seek from home

Rumor has it, ooh Rumor has it, ooh, She, she ain't real She ain't gonna be able to love you like I will She is a stranger You and I have history Or don't you remember Sure, she's got it all But, baby, is that really what you want