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Hey, what’s the big idea?
Yo Mika.
I said, sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love’s gonna get you down,
I said,
sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love’s gonna get you down.
Sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love’s gonna get you down,
sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love’s gonna get you down.
Say love, say love,
or love’s gonna get you down.
say love, say love,
or love’s gonna get you down.
I went walking in with my mama one day,
when she warn me what people say,
live your life until love is found,
’cause love’s gonna get you down.
Take a look at the girl next door,
she’s a player and a down right whore,
Jesus slows up, she wants more,
oh bad girls get you down.
Singing,
Sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love’s gonna get you down,
sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love’s gonna get you down.
Say love, say love,
or love’s gonna get you down.
say love, say love,
or love’s gonna get you down.
Mama told me what I should know,
too much candy gonna ride your soul,
if she loves you, let her go,
’cause love only gets you down.
Take a look at the boy like me,
never stood on my own two feet,
now I’m blue, as I can be,
oh love couldn’t get me down.
Singing,
sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love’s gonna get you down,
sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love’s gonna get you down.
Say love, say love,
or love’s gonna get you down.
say love, say love,
or love’s gonna get you down.
I went walking with my mama one day,
when she warn me what people say,
live your life until love is found,
or love’s gonna get you down.
Singing,
sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love’s gonna get you down,
sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love’s gonna get you down.
Say love (say love), say love (say love),
or love’s gonna get you down.
say love (say love), say love (say love),
or love’s gonna get you down.
Mama told me what I should know,
too much candy gonna ride your soul,
if she loves you, let her go,
’cause love only gets you down.
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, lollipop.
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, lollipop.
Sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love’s gonna get you down,
say,
sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love’s gonna get you down
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You talk about life, you talk about death,
And everything in between,
Like it’s nothing, and the words are easy.
You talk about me, and you talk about you,
And everything I do,
Like it’s something, that needs repeating.
I don’t need an alibi or for you to realize,
The things we left unsaid,
Are only taking space up in our head.
Make it my fault, win the game
Point the finger, place the blame
It does me up and down,
It doesn’t matter now.
‘Cause I don’t care if I ever talk to you again.
This is not about emotion,
I don’t need a reason not to care what you say,
Or what happened in the end.
This is my interpretation,
And it don’t, don’t make sense.
The first two weeks turn into ten,
I hold my breath and wonder when it’ll happen,
Does it really matter?
If half of what you said is true,
And half of what I didn’t do could be different,
Would it make it better?
If we forget the things we know.
Would we have somewhere to go?
The only way is down, I can see that now.
‘Cause I don’t care if I ever talk to you again.
This is not about emotion,
I don’t need a reason not to care what you say,
Or what happened in the end.
This is my interpretation,
And it don’t, don’t make sense.
It’s really not such a sacrifice
if I ever talk to you again.
This is not about emotion,
I don’t need a reason not to care what you say,
Or what happened in the end.
This is my interpretation,
And it don’t, don’t make sense.
And it don’t have to make no sense to you at all,
‘Cause this is my interpretation, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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