| You want it your way I want it mine we could be talking 'till the end of time Why can't you trust me or try to see You were more than a friend of mine Someone with a little money flashes some your way Someone with a lot of time's gonna take you away Its gettin' dangerous I don't like his plan Try and please hang onto us, I don't like this man Don't tell me what you're after I know what ou think of me Don't tell me what you're after I'm smart enough and I can see Im gonna fight it I want control He wants your money, baby I want your soul I'm gonna stop him stand in his way I won't let him get your pot of gold I see you coming to her You won't get through worst of all, I know you won't be true Do us a favor, leave her alone You're taking all I have, she don't mean nothing to you |
| by Chris Nelson Copyright 1990 |
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