I'm tired of just dreaming about
The way you'd make me feel
Can't we try to work this out
And start to make it real?

You're always sayin' how you like my style
You're leadin' me along
I can't tell you how I feel,
So I'm singing you this song

I know
In the morning it's not my face you see
I know
That someday soon that face will be me

Whoa-oh
It seems to me like you might be a
Ho
So try to prove me wrong

Now come on, don't get me wrong
I like you lying in my bed
And I can't stop thinking about
How you're messing with my head

I still remember
Just the way you taste
I can tell that you know it's wrong
From the look upon your face

I know
In the morning it's not my face you see
I know
That someday soon that face will be me

Whoa-oh
It seems to me like you might be a
Ho
So try to prove me wrong

I'm tired of just dreaming about
The way you'd make me feel
Can't we try to work this out
And start to make it real?

You're always sayin' how you like my style
You're leadin' me along
I can't tell you how I feel,
So I'm singing you this song

I know
In the morning it's not my face you see
I know
That someday soon that face will be me

Whoa-oh
It seems to me like you might be a
Ho
So try to prove me wrong


Lyrics submitted by tippy_typewriter

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