More songs by Tyler Ballgame
Description
Studio Musician: Amy Aileen Wood
Engineer, Mastering Engineer, Studio Musician, Producer: Jonathan Rado
Associated Performer, Producer: Ryan Pollie
Associated Performer: Tyler Ballgame
Studio Musician: Wayne Whittaker
Composer Lyricist: Tyler D Perry
Lyrics and translation
Original
Promise you the morning light, I won't wait one more night, yeah.
Now I know you believe there's a power in my song.
Total up and total I,
I could cry one more time, yeah.
Gotta know if the feeling in my head was real.
Don't let me go to waste, no, wasn't worth my salt.
Just a matter of taste, you don't know me at all.
Baby, baby, give your love to me.
Baby, baby, give your love to me.
I said, baby, baby, give your love to me. I don't mind.
Woo! I don't mind. . .
your sympathy.
So worry didn't get you far, I won't try to sell no car.
But mom always told me that the cream would rise.
Catching up with Jack and Jill, there's no flowers on that hill. But
I could tell you a story, make a dead man move.
Don't let me go to waste, no, wasn't worth my salt.
Just a matter of taste, you don't know me at all.
Baby, baby, give your love to me.
Baby, baby, give your love to me.
I said, baby, baby, give your love to me.
I don't mind. Woo!
Oh, I don't mind. . . your sympathy.
Somebody told you before, I'm all right.
You laugh, you know you're lying.
Don't let me go to waste, no, wasn't worth my salt.
Just a matter of taste, you don't know me at all.
Baby, baby, give your love to me.
Baby, baby, give your love to me.
I said, baby, baby, give your love to me. I don't mind.
Woo!
Oh, I don't mind. . .
your sympathy.
English translation
Promise you the morning light, I won't wait one more night, yeah.
Now I know you believe there's a power in my song.
Total up and total I,
I could cry one more time, yeah.
Gotta know if the feeling in my head was real.
Don't let me go to waste, no, wasn't worth my salt.
Just a matter of taste, you don't know me at all.
Baby, baby, give your love to me.
Baby, baby, give your love to me.
I said, baby, baby, give your love to me. I don't mind.
Woo! I don't mind. . .
your sympathy.
So worry didn't get you far, I won't try to sell no car.
But mom always told me that the cream would rise.
Catching up with Jack and Jill, there's no flowers on that hill. But
I could tell you a story, make a dead man move.
Don't let me go to waste, no, wasn't worth my salt.
Just a matter of taste, you don't know me at all.
Baby, baby, give your love to me.
Baby, baby, give your love to me.
I said, baby, baby, give your love to me.
I don't mind. Woo!
Oh, I don't mind. . . your sympathy.
Somebody told you before, I'm all right.
You laugh, you know you're lying.
Don't let me go to waste, no, wasn't worth my salt.
Just a matter of taste, you don't know me at all.
Baby, baby, give your love to me.
Baby, baby, give your love to me.
I said, baby, baby, give your love to me. I don't mind.
Woo!
Oh, I don't mind. . .
your sympathy.