Lyrics

She made me act like a smalltown dummy As I saw her backstage after a one night stand The way she refused me sure confused me For quite a while, made me insecure, lose my style She said I don't need no fancy talk I don't need you for any kind of cover I don't need your so called love I don't need you to be my lover She said "You just has no style" Trying hard to make love, trying hard to relate To a bitch from the poor side of town 'Cause she was classy, well, that's what you people say I don't need no fancy talk I don't need you for any kind of cover I don't need your so called love I don't need you to be my lover She said I don't need no fancy talk I don't need you for any kind of cover I don't need your so called love I don't need you to be my lover I don't care if you say you love me I don't care if you spend all of your money on me As long as you realise I'm the tiger You the monkey I'm a rat You the donkey I don't need no fancy talk I don't need any kind of cover Still I don't know, why do I If you don't need to be my lover
Writer(s): Hermanus Brood, Danny Lademacher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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