tell me what’s wrong with you now
tell me why i
never seem to make you happy
though heaven knows i try
what does it take to please you
tell me just how
i can satisfy you baby
you’re driving me wild
x
break up to make up
that’s all we do
first you love me then you hate me
that’s a game for fools
when i come home from working
you’re on the phone
talking about how bad i treat you
now tell me i’m wrong
you say it’s me who argues
i’ll say it’s you
we have got to get together
or baby we’re through
repeat x
Artist: Cynthia
Year: 1991
Decade: 90s
Language: en
Word Count: 50