Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Score , by - Robert Cray. Song from the album The Score, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 22.07.2009
Record label: CHARLY
Song language: English
The Score |
| Well all right, baby |
| I guess I know the score |
| You better get to packin' |
| I don’t want you around here anymore |
| You come home looking funky |
| Your clothes all in a mess |
| And your story wasn’t fittin' |
| Any better than your dress |
| Well all right, baby |
| Now I know the score |
| Well you better get to gettin' |
| I don’t want to see you around here anymore |
| (Guitar solo) |
| You came in one time too many |
| Lyin' out both sides of your mouth |
| You said you was at your mother’s |
| But I really got my doubts |
| I seen you at the Rainbow |
| Hangin' out with Red |
| And if I get my hands on you, baby |
| You’re gonna wish that you were dead |
| Well all right, baby |
| Now I know the score |
| Well you better get to movin' |
| I don’t want you around here anymore |
| You’d better get to goin', baby |
| I done got into your game, baby |
| Uh huh, thought you was foolin' me, huh? |
| Now I know, baby |
| I know better |
| I’ll teach you not to cheat on me |
| Yeah, baby, comin' at 'ya |