Over You — текст песни (Tony Lucca)

One..two..three...
hey there little girl
make up your mind
and tell what you wanna do
so sick and tired of all your little games
the ones I never said I wanna play
with you...
twenty years of loneliness
and then you finally find the one
no longer lonely
now it`s all about makin` love
wake up the next morning
regretting what you`ve done
guess the deed`s not enough
to soothe the soul...yea
well it`s these superstitious points of view
that keep me hangin` by a thread
onto you
without you, I would not be anyone of importance
and that`s why
I`m over you
hey yea...yeah...
said I`m over you
silly boss doesn`t have a clue
as to what I do
still he demands more from me anyway
his world revolves around his countless dollar bills
what`s the value of my life
if all I do is work everyday, yea...
it`s these superstitious points of view
that keep hangin` by a thread
onto you
and without you, I would not be anyone of importance
and that`s why
I`m over you
said I`m (I`m...I`m...)
over you hey...
I`m...I`m...I`m...over you...
hey, yea...
it`s these superstitious points of view
that keep hangin` by a thread
onto you, yea...
and without you, I would not be anyone of importance
and that`s why
I`m over you yeah, yea...
it`s these superstitious points of view
that keep hangin` by a thread
onto you (onto you..ooh)
and without you, I would not be anyone of importance
and that`s why
that`s why...