You Can'T Tell

You can't tell me I'm like your brother
You can't tell me to keep undercover
You can't tell me your happy with another
You can't tell me I'd like your mother
You can't tell me I'd be a poor lover
You can't tell a book from its size or cover
You can't tell me I'm not the one
You can't tell me your love has gone
You can't tell me you've strung me long
You can't tell me I'm just another one
You can't tell me I'd be a poor lover
You can't tell a book from its size or cover
You can't tell me you know my name
You can't tell me know my game
You can't tell me that I'm to blame
You can't tell me you think I'm insane
I'll tell you that I'm the man
I'll tell you I do what I can
I'll tell you that I'm your fan
I'll tell you I've got a plan
I'll tell you I'm a red hot lover
You can't tell a book from its size or cover
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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