Rumour-The Vocal Masters

Rumour - The Vocal Masters Written by：Irvin/Howells/Emery What you turn and did you wanna straight With the brother's deal that's all they say She had the baby yesterday Perhaps just in the They kept their prisoners brine up Don't her Jesus was enough She's really in to daddy's stuff Perhaps it's just in more And if you ask her she take I'm just wanna work out How to be a lad myself I'm just tryna' work out This scars have been done See that girl she's looking great She used to be quite overweight She must be in tally straight Perhaps just in the Always did is he was wrong Probably she's on the doomed Spend it all to alcohol It's just a rumour I'm just tryna work out How to be a lad myself I'm just tryna work out This scars have been done 'Cause she did she did I bet he's walkin He's been and she isn't She gave her best in She don't go rich As if the god with her She wish that she didn't And now they are all singin' I'm just tryna work out How to be a lad myself I'm just tryna work out This scars have been done I'm just tryna work out How to be a lad myself I'm just tryna work out This scars have been done 'Cause she did it she did it I bet he's walkin He's been and she isn't She gave her best in She don't go rich As if the god with her She wish that she didn't And now they're all singin' I'm just tryna work out How to be a lad myself I'm just tryna work out This scars have been done I'm just tryna work out How to be a lad myself I'm just tryna work out This scars have been done