Listen To The Man
I feel your head resting heavy on your single bedI want to hear all about itGet it all of your chest, ohI feel the tears and you’re not alone, ohWhen I hold you, well I won’t let go, oh
Why should we care for what they’re selling us anyway?We’re so younger than you know, whoaYou don’t have to be there, babeYou don’t have to be scared, babeYou don’t need of plan of what you wanna doWon’t you listen to the man that’s loving you
Your world keeps spinning and you can’t jump offBut I will catch you if you fall I can’t tell you enoughI hate to hear that you’re feeling lowI hate to hear that you won’t come home
Why should we care for what they’re selling us anyway?We’re so younger than you know, whoaYou don’t have to be there, babeYou don’t have to be scared, babeYou don’t need of plan of what you wanna doWon’t you listen to the man that’s loving you, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Easy, easy and a one, two, three, ohEasy, breazy if you come with me, ohEasy, easy and a one, two, three, four, five, six, seven eight, nine, nine, nine, nine.
You don’t have to be there, babeYou don’t have to be scared, babeYou don’t need of plan of what you wanna doWon’t you listen to the man that’s loving you, whoa, whoa, whoa
You don’t have to be there, babeYou don’t have to be scared, babeYou don’t need of plan of what you wanna doWon’t you listen to the man that’s loving you, whoa, whoa, whoa