Whay

Met her on a Saturday, uh. She said it was her birthday, uh. Asked if I was thirsty, uh. Just my type, uh. And if I would've known the things she'd do, I would've told myself to cut her loose. But baby, now I'm wiser, it's no use. No more lies 'cause I'm done with you. Done with you. I met her on Saturday, uh. She said it was her birthday, uh. Asked if I was thirsty, uh. Just my type, uh. And if I would've known the things she'd do, I would've told myself to cut her loose. But baby, now I'm wiser, it's no use. No more lies 'cause I'm done with you. Done with you.