Slow it down for a minute
You gotta start ‘fore you finish
And it's a long, long road for you
Now I ain't got hard feelings
But I'ma walk away and leave it
And leave the trouble for somebody new
Oh but
You got the style
You got the smile
You got the lips
And you got the kiss
But there's a lot you got that I won't miss
(Chorus)
I hope that this don't bug ya
But babe you know that I can't love ya
When it's always, always got to be your way
I can't seem to trust ya
Boy, you won't even to listen to your mother
And you always, always got something to say
Everybody's got their reasons
And everybody's got their demons
But baby, I got my wants and needs
Now why you wanna push my bu*tons
Instead why don't you whisper sweet nothin's
I tell you I'd be a whole lot easier to please
Oh but
You got the style
You got the smile
You got them lips
And baby you got that kiss
But there's a lot you got that I won't miss
(Repeat Chorus)
(Bridge)
You always gotta have one more word, babe
You had your turn, and now it's mine
Not one more word, not one more line
No, no baby, not this time, ooh
(Repeat Chorus)
Hey, I said you always
You always got something to say