Style Of Life Testo

Testo Style Of Life

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah My love Here I am reaching out for ya But there's nothing to reach for Guess my mind don't believe what my eyes have seen The blames you gave, you know, and I know Nobody, wants your, wishy, washy ways Your mama raised from a child And spent no time worth while And I feel, you really come to nothing no You've gotta change, your style of life You've gotta change, your style of life Ohh there you go, still I think I love ya But it's a matter of time I've told ya, and told ya how bad I wish to hold you My feelings have doubt in mind You know, and I know, that you can do better Tomorrow's a brand new day I have tried to make you change, but you remain the same And I feel, you really come to nothing no You've gotta change, your style of life You've gotta change, your style of life You and me, baby Have been together for so long Now you're acting like you own me Hey baby, that's so wrong You hate to suffer for what you get My love don't come easy Why don't you change, baby please please You've gotta change, your style of life You've gotta change, your style of life You've gotta change, your style of life You've gotta change, your style of life You've gotta change, your style of life You've gotta change, your style of life