You'll Make A Poor Man Out Of Me
verse1
I gotta get out on you...I'm gonna walk away
You are driving me crazy...I'll be a loon like you someday
verse2
I've got my case all packed now this time I'll really go
You are too much for me baby...my mind is gonna blow
Chorus
You always critisise every little thing I do
All I ever hear is the same old song from you
Gimie...gimie...gimie every little thing you see
Well you know I can't do that...
You'll make a poor man out of me
Verse 2
You think because you're here now
I should worship you
Yet I know someday... somehow I'll find a love that's true
sing... 2nd chorus
You have take everything 'an there no pleasing you
You ain't satisfied with anything I do
Free me free me free me from this misery
You know you have to do that you'll make a poor man out of me
Bridge
You took my heart... my very soul...everything I own
And all I wanted was a little of your love
verse 4
Do you think that I won't leave you...think that I won't go
Well two can play that game girl
This time it's me that wants the world
repeat 1st chorus to finish...
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