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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Al B. Sure!
Al B. Sure!
Background Vocals
Kyle West
Kyle West
Keyboards
Les Davis
Les Davis
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kyle West
Kyle West
Songwriter
Al B. Sure!
Al B. Sure!
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Al B. Sure!
Al B. Sure!
Mixing Engineer
Kyle West
Kyle West
Producer
Ken Collins
Ken Collins
Mixing Engineer
Roey Shamir
Roey Shamir
Mixing Engineer
Andre Harrell
Andre Harrell
Executive Producer
Benny Medina
Benny Medina
Executive Producer
Carlton Batts
Carlton Batts
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Woo, don't hit me too hard Oh, yeah Give it to me Give it to me Give it to me To me, to me, woo All alone you get off On your own, girl All alone you get Off on your own All alone you get off On your own, girl Girl, girl, girl All alone you get off On your own, girl All alone you get Off on your own All alone you get off On your own, girl Girl, girl, girl Don't you leave Me standing here What is it You feel no fear Let me make it Up to you, my dear I'm all alone Sitting right here By the phone My heart is broken now Believe me, girl, ooh Wait, wait, you'll see You'll get used to me I know you'll love me, girl (If you give me a chance) I'm all alone Sitting right here By the phone My heart is broken now Believe me, girl, ooh All alone you get off On your own, girl All alone you get Off on your own All alone you get off On your own, girl Girl, girl, girl All alone you get off On your own, girl All alone you get Off on your own All alone you get off On your own, girl Girl, girl, girl I wanna know What's on your mind You're back here running The same old line You love me and you care (Whatever) I'm all alone Sitting right here By the phone My heart is broken now Believe me, girl, ooh Please come home Is there something Wrong with you or is there Something wrong with me Tell me something Do I not look Good enough for you Or maybe, baby, you just Look too good for me Don't sweat yourself On the strength All alone you get off On your own, girl All alone you get Off on your own All alone you get off On your own, girl Girl, girl, girl All alone you get off On your own, girl All alone you get Off on your own All alone you get off On your own, girl Girl, girl, girl You make me so mad That you want to be on your own I waited for so long I waited by the phone All of a sudden You want me back Ha ha, what's up with that You got me on hold What do you think You dope on a rope, nope What, I'm supposed to sweat you You're supposed to Just run all over me Zero on the strength Yo, Scott, it ain't Hard to tell, right All the brothers Grab a girl and Get out your seat And rock to the rhythm Of this funky beat My name is Al B. Sure Rock to the rhythm The rhythm, the rhythm Of the funky beat All alone, my girl Oh, hey, no, no No, no, no, no All alone you get off On your own, girl All alone you get Off on your own All alone you get off On your own, girl Girl, girl, girl All alone you get off On your own, girl All alone you get Off on your own All alone you get off On your own, girl Girl, girl, girl
Writer(s): Kyle West, Albert Brown Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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