You think out in a conversation,
And you sure to be.. an illiterate boy,
'Cause you could not spell your name.
Although your mind is deserted,
You replied this is bad,
That.. you're no good for me,
Though I accept your apology, woo-oh.
I keep telling you,
That discipline yourself,
And you say that's nonsense,
So I won't say anything at all.
But remember wherever you go,
You're not to speak aloud in a crowd,
'Cause you might be ashamed of yourself.
I keep telling you,
That discipline yourself,
And you say that's nonsense,
So I won't say anything at all.
You're just standing different,
You're not the type I run to.
I keep telling you,
To discipline yourself,
My brother,
And you people say..
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