Lyrics

Be it true You ain't got nothing to do I think I'm better than you Whoo-hoo! Be it true You ain't got nothing to do Sun stroke, and it satisfies He's the killer of retentative lies Maybe I could carry on Let's not nothing a gallon flawed Be it true You ain't got nothing to do I think I'm better than you Whoo-hoo! Be it true You ain't got nothing to do Sun stroke, but not satisfied You know she tries, she tried and tried Chutes and sorrows are over now An opportune in a world of dreams Be it true You ain't got nothing to do I think I'm better than you Whoo-hoo! Be it true You ain't got nothing to do Be it true You ain't got nothing to do Whoo-hoo! Be it true You ain't got nothing to do Whoo! Be it true You ain't got nothing to do I think I'm better than you Be it true You ain't got nothing to do Whoo!
Writer(s): Burt F. Bacharach, Hal David Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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