written by M. Hall. © Sampalue Saw Publishing (BMI). . Just give me a reason why we fuss and fight. Give me a reason why I have to spend these lonely nights.
Swing, swing, up and down. Turn, turn, turn around. Round, round and round about and over again. . Gun, gun, son of a gun. You are the only one. And no one else will take my place.
I wonder weh some gal a study round here. See dem a argue ova man weh dem a share. Sit dung and worry 'bout weh next gal a wear. An me feel seh dem need fi do dem hear.
Girl, when you call my phone. Just say what's on your mind okay. Don't call and hang up. I'm not into that. Yuh want me tell you somethin'. Let me tell you somethin'.
If I can give myself all the reason for being with you. I can't see why you can't give me reason for your acting. Through all these funny things, like stayin' out late at night.
If I can give myself all the reason for being with you. I can't see why you can't give me reason for your acting. Through all these funny things, like stayin' out late at night.