I Got To Know
Look what they done to my song, ma
Look what they done to my song, ma
It was the only thing that I could do half right
And it??s turning out all wrong, ma
Look what they done to my song
Look what they done to my brain, ma
Look at what they done to my brain
Well, they picked it like a chicken bone
And I think I??m half insane, ma
Look what they done to my song
Lovebugs I got to know Lyrics
Oh, I wish I could find a good book to live in
Oh, I wish I could find a good book
Well, if I could find a real good book
I??d never have to come out and look at
What they done to my song
Ils ont chang? ma chanson, ma
Ils ont chang? ma chanson, ma
C??est la seule chose que je peux faire
Et ce n??est pas bon, ma • Ils ont chang? ma chanson
Maybe it'??l all be all right, ma
Maybe it??ll all be okay
Well, if the people are buying tears
Then I??m gonna be rich someday, ma
Look what they done to my song
Look what they done to my song, ma
Look what they done to my song
You know they tied it up in a plastic bag
And they turned it upside down, ma
ook what they done to my song
Won??t you look at what they done
Look what they done to my song
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