Don't You Get It
If I knew the secret of Coca ColaI would give away the recipeIf you’re a gangster in a prisonI would come to rescue to set you freeI would send you an escape planI would do it through telepathyAll these things I have to give youI am giving just to make you see
Don’t you get itWhy don’t you get itIt’s beside me that you need to be
I would change my decorationsDon’t you get itWhy don’t you get itJust to know you feel ok on my stageDon’t you get itWhy don’t you get itAnd without any hesitationDon’t you get itWhy don’t you get itI would turn another pageDon’t you get itWhy don’t you get it