Thursday, December 17, 2009

You can see that life’s for us to talk about.



When I met you, I didn’t know what to do.
I was tired, I was hungry, I fight.
Now I’m away, I write home everyday
and I see you on the tv at night.

You can see that life’s for us to talk about.
You can leave whenever you want out.
Whoa oh

Well you don’t relate to me, no girl.
Well you don’t respect to me, no girl.
No no yeah

When I met you, I didn’t know what to do
But I noticed that I didn’t really feel.
Now you’re away, you write home everyday.
I don’t beg, I don’t borrow, I steal.

You don’t think that life’s for us to talk about.
You can leave whenever you want out.
You want out

Well you don’t relate to me, no girl.
You don’t respect to me, no girl.
(You can leave whenever you want out)
Well you don’t relate to me, no girl.
And you don’t respect to me, no girl.
(You can leave whenever you want out)
Well you don’t relate to me, no girl.
And you don’t respect me, no girl.
No no yeah

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