yeah, well it would be nice not to try,
if i could let it go- and let it all go by.
girl, when youre comin though the door-
i want you to take it off-
ill give you till the count of four.
all of the tricks and all the lies-
if i could be myself, and let it all go by.
oh, one two, three, four!
yeah!
oh, under the light above the door-
i hear you whisper close, 'boy, i want you more'
yeah! up the stairs and down the hall,
you stop and tell me 'please', with your voice so small.
you know i got to try- i got plans to win it all,
then let it all go by.
cmon!
