I got a question mark You got a need to always take some shot in the dark I don't have to make pretend the picture I'm in is totally clear You think that
You're telling me lies You're putting me down You stand to make me cry Your told me this morning You love me so But still I know you lie You better
Stayed away too long and I'm wonderin' why Thought of all the reasons to make you change your mind Thought of all the things that we did in the past And
Alright, yeah, c'mon now, that's right child, yeah, alright I need somebody to help me out I need somebody to work it out C'mon and help me C'mon and
Don't break this heart of mine Just a-leave me alone Don't tell me all those lies that I done heard before Don't come around anymore just a-leave me alone
They called it stormy Monday The Tuesday's just as bad They called it stormy Monday But Tuesday's just as bad Wednesday's worse Right on to Thursday
Ten o'Clock and it's too late babe You missed the train now you're name's erased My little blck book that held your name Now holds another girl in place
I gotta love so bad I gotta love so kind I gotta love that's mine And baby that's no lie A gotta love baby Gotta love baby I gotta love so bad And baby
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Alright, I wanna tell you a story 'Bout a girl that lives by the railroad tracks Yeah, I wanna tell you a story 'Bout a girl that lives by the railroad
Left me this morning thought I had you the rest of my life Thought we had a good thing that would last a very long time Why me? (Why me?) Why me? (Why
You put me under your skin and I need you right now Told me before you'd never put me down But you lied to me and now you're runnin' around You got me
Too many teardrops For one heart to be crying Too many teardrops For one heart to carry on You`re way on top now since you left me Youre always laughing
Wish I had concentrated. They said love was complicated, but it's something I just fell into. And it was overrated, but just look what I created. I came
Well a question mark is, It's a little wavy line above a dot or two upon your page, or A question marks you and you Wonder as it sinks into your memory
last? Never felt the pain of poverty. Never have dealt with this reality. Never given thanks or appreciation. Never realized the wealth of my position. Never. Question mark. Question mark
founded On the slightest thing BILLY I can't explain the attraction I don't know where to start Love's a peculiar feeling It's a question mark BOTH
