When I Get Mean I'm A Face-Punching Machine

You Don't Say Much

Don't Say Much, V2

Mama Said

I wanna tell you, girl, even though it's all the same;
I wanna tell you, girl, gonna tell the world:
on you I place the blame.

You won't hear me belting out your stupid songs.
You won't hear me crying all night long.

But I'm just dying to know what you're thinking.

Summer's gone. Summer blew.
Summer's gone, and summer blew,
and I blame it all on you.

Dying To Know

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Too Much Too Late

oh when you walk out that door
i know it's not for long
you're always in my head

and when i see you on the street
girl you are such a treat
you stop me dead girl

and we are never going back to
when we weren't together and
and i am so lucky to know you
let alone to have you

hey girl you fine
you mine

oh you make me feel weak in the knees
lord what you do to me
girl i am helpless

but you make me feel so strong
now there is nothing wrong
as long as i have you

Hey Girl You Fine

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