I swear I can never write anything without putting past experiences/emotion(s) into them. |
She's been around the block before She's been called slut She's been called whore But she don't care No she don't care She wants to travel the world one day She needs to find out how she's gona make her way She'll figure it out someday Oh baby Why dontcha just marry me Oh baby I promise I'll stay true You need a man to give you a hand Oh baby Gona turn your world inside out I told her I'd make her my girl I asked her to give it a whirl Sweet darlin' please Help me put your mind at ease I know you want a better life Free of struggle Free of strife Look in my eyes I've told no lies Oh baby Why dontcha just marry me Oh baby I promise I'll stay true You need a man to give you a hand Oh baby Gona turn your world inside out She seemed to not know what to say Then raised her eyes to meet my gaze I looked at her waiting for her answer She sat there thinkin' for a while As I pictured us goin' down that aisle She looked so pleased as she said to me Oh baby I think I'll just marry you Oh baby I promise I'll be true I've needed a man to give me a hand I've gotchu Gona turn your world right side up |