Well I say, you've got yours
Now I want mine
So turn over, baby
And shut out the light
You've got yours
Now I want mine
So turn over, baby
And shut out the light
'Cause I gotta, I gotta turn this wheel
All the way around
And look over my shoulder
And I got to, I got to fix this, fix that, ain't fixin' itself
And I've got a lot on my mind that I do not need anymore
So come into my store
Yeah, 'cause everything's for sale
Make me an offer baby, and I will take what you've got
Because I've got to get out of here
But my baby
You've got a funky way of saying it's alright
Well, it's alright, yeah, well, it's alright
But my baby
You've got a funky way of saying it's alright
Well, it's alright, yeah, well, it's alright
Well, it's alright, yeah, well, it's alright
Yeah, yeah, oh yeah
So tell me again
Why am I doing this?
Yeah 'cause I have abused my right
And tell me again, why is it that you love me so much?
Yeah, 'cause I'm just trying not to do the same thing twice
But the monsters you know, they do not go away
And never in my life have I felt so strange
Everything's real and I can't make anything go away
Oh no, I got to stay in these feelings
All damn day
But my baby
I got a funky way of saying it's alright
Well, it's alright, yeah, well, it's alright
And my baby, you got a funky way of sayin' it's alright, yeah
Well, it's alright, yeah, well, it's alright
Oh well, it's alright, it's alright
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Yeah, yeah, ooh-yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah-yeah