don't ever I don't ever Want to feel this way again This way again Tell me Tell me Tell me Tell me Tell me Tell me Tell me Tell me
this way again Tell me Tell me - would you rather hear me scream Tell me - or preach the word to you Tell me - spoon fed choke it down Tell me -
feel this way again Tell me Tell me - would you rather hear me scream Tell me - or preach the word to you Tell me - spoon fed choke it down Tell me
I don't wanna fight I know I make mistakes But still I need her in my life [Keri:] Tell me how im supposed to heal this open wound And tell me who had
(Kick me out, kick me out) I don't want to hear, you know (Kick me out, kick me out) I don't want to hear you (Kick me out, kick me out) I don't want
a far away beach, while you arranged flowers and chose color schemes Can you tell me why you have been so sad? Can you tell me why you have been so
sex. Russia is gay. Hey let me tell you right now. Them russians ain't gonna take Vietnam. Not without me in charge. I got a mail order bride. Came
to a Lamborgini You can't be me or see me unless you see me on T.V. Shiny and greesy I wonder if Stevie Wonder can see me Necklace a jungle of visas,
Remember Rio and get down Like some other DJ, in some other town She's been trying to tell me to hold tight But I've been waiting this whole night But
'cos I don't wanna fight I know I make mistakes but still I need her in my life Tell me how I'm supposed to heal this open wound And tell me who would
of my heart's got a right mind to tell you That half of my heart won't do Half of my heart is a shot gun wedding To a bride with a paper ring And half
'm good And I was dreamin' ?bout children Emily Ann Oh darling baby with the daddy's eyes And it meant so much to me (It meant so much to me) And I needed
't a king Without the power behind the throne A prince is a pauper, babe Without a chick to call his own So please, darling, choose me I don't wanna rule alone Tell me
it's not like her to drive that slow, nothing's on the radio Footsteps on the front porch, I hear my doorbell She usually comes right in, now I can tell
man chicken every Sunday Now tell me, hon, what you done with the gun Across The Great Divide, just grab your hat, and take that ride Get yourself a bride
used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver
up down in Mexico Oh I, I don't know nothin' about, nothin' about, no Mexico And tell me why, why won't you love me for who I am, where I am?" He said
ain't want for love me Truly want to meet me Kind of girl that want to cook me Too many girls they sugar They want to kiss me Anyway my life is sweet