Baby It's You
I woke up with a strange taste in my mouth. It was you.
While you were asleep I used your shampoo.
It made me smell just like you.
While you were asleep I went through your clothes.
I stole your T-shirt. Wore it to work.
The people there were saying, "Where did you get that T-shirt?
It really isn't you." And I said, "Yes it is."
But that wasn't true. It wasn't me. It was you.
While you were asleep I had breakfast with my friend.
We got into an argument and he said, "Where did you get that attitude?"
He said it was new. It wasn't new. It was you.
If I had back-up singers they'd be going, "Baby, it's you.
While you were asleep I used your shampoo.
It made me smell just like you.
While you were asleep I went through your clothes.
I stole your T-shirt. Wore it to work.
The people there were saying, "Where did you get that T-shirt?
It really isn't you." And I said, "Yes it is."
But that wasn't true. It wasn't me. It was you.
While you were asleep I had breakfast with my friend.
We got into an argument and he said, "Where did you get that attitude?"
He said it was new. It wasn't new. It was you.
If I had back-up singers they'd be going, "Baby, it's you.
Baby, it's you." But I don't. Baby, it's you.
"Here I go again. I hear those trumpets blow. I'm all aglow.
Taking a chance on love.
"Here I go again. I hear those trumpets blow. I'm all aglow.
Taking a chance on love.
posted by Jean Nasr at 3:22 PM
3 Comments:
:)
good luck with that..
all the best jean.
thanks a lot :)
being love sick is keeping u awake all night..
man she must have been fine..
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