Texty

Recently I've suddenly ponder Spend my nights awake and I wonder What I could've done in another way To make you stay So mama tells me I shouldn't bother That I should just stick to another girl A girl that surely diserves me But I think you do So baby, please don't go Baby, please don't go You're a freak You're a goon My mama told me not to hang out with girls like you You're bad news Baby You got holes in your jeans and rips in your skirts And you walk around like you ought to be On the cover of the magazines So baby, please don't go Baby, please don't go Baby, please don't go Baby, please don't go So baby, please don't go Baby, please don't go
Writer(s): Billy Childish Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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