No words explain it Babe I don’t know how to say it But it makes me shout I don’t know how to say Baby ain’t no word for this I’m gonna shout it out I’m hesitating Don’t know how to tell you That I’m contemplating Walking devam

She may be pretty got more money than me but she don’t write Songs about you. She’s always cooking and studying books and But she don’t write songs about you. There’s a place that’s good for me got money skies and fruity Trees and trust me love is on the devam

Wrote me in a letter that she makes u feel better and all of the Things u said to her but I feel what I feel, it’s real. She ain’t right for you she don’t know you like I do, no matter What she do she ain’t right for you, don’t u want to be happy? Baby u devam