Song | Seven Whole Days |
Artist | Toni Braxton |
Album | Breathe Again: The Best Of Toni Braxton |
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作词 : Babyface, Reid | |
Seven whole days | |
Seven whole nights | |
I can't take it, won't take it can't take it no more | |
I had about enough of you | |
I'd rather be on my own | |
Yes, on my own | |
Darlin', darlin' | |
You know if you cared anything about love | |
You woulda been front and center | |
Lovin' me and touchin' me | |
Honey, honey | |
You know if you knew anything about me | |
You woulda been much more tender | |
Ooo squeezin' me, caressin' me | |
You coulda had about anything you wanted | |
But you messed it up, ooo you had to be tough | |
You told your friends you had me wrapped around your finger | |
You were talking kinda cocky like you had it goin' on | |
All the while you knew that things were kinda shaky | |
You knew that you were wrong | |
Dead wrong to be mistreating me | |
How can we go on? | |
Seven whole days and not a word from you | |
Seven whole nights, | |
I'm just about through | |
I can't take it, won't take it, can't take it no more | |
I had about enough of you | |
I'd rather be on my own | |
Yes, on my own | |
Sugar, sugar | |
You know if you knew anything about sweet | |
You woulda kept talkin' to me | |
Everyday, seven days a week | |
Baby, baby | |
You shoulda been givin' me a little more time | |
But you were just much too busy | |
Abusin' me and usin' me | |
I woulda done about anything ya wanted | |
I was there for you, | |
I was crazy about you | |
When I was sittin' thinkin' | |
I was kinda special | |
You were runnin' round hittin' every other girl in town | |
How could you love me when you knew you played me funny? | |
You knew that you were wrong | |
Dead wrong to be mistreating me | |
How can we go on? | |
Seven whole days and not a word from you | |
Seven whole nights, | |
I'm just about through | |
I can't take it, won't take it, can't take it no more | |
I had about enough of you | |
I'd rather be on my own | |
Yes, on my own | |
Deep in my heart you were number one to start | |
But then you changed, you threw my heart away | |
Told your friends that you were runnin' things | |
Why'd it have to be that way? | |
You're wrong, dead wrong | |
Tell me how, how can we go | |
Seven whole days and not a word from you | |
Seven whole nights, | |
I'm just about through | |
I can't take it, won't take it, can't take it no more | |
I had about enough of you | |
I'd rather be on my own | |
Yes, on my own | |
Seven whole days and not a word from you | |
Seven whole nights, | |
I'm just about through |
zuo ci : Babyface, Reid | |
Seven whole days | |
Seven whole nights | |
I can' t take it, won' t take it can' t take it no more | |
I had about enough of you | |
I' d rather be on my own | |
Yes, on my own | |
Darlin', darlin' | |
You know if you cared anything about love | |
You woulda been front and center | |
Lovin' me and touchin' me | |
Honey, honey | |
You know if you knew anything about me | |
You woulda been much more tender | |
Ooo squeezin' me, caressin' me | |
You coulda had about anything you wanted | |
But you messed it up, ooo you had to be tough | |
You told your friends you had me wrapped around your finger | |
You were talking kinda cocky like you had it goin' on | |
All the while you knew that things were kinda shaky | |
You knew that you were wrong | |
Dead wrong to be mistreating me | |
How can we go on? | |
Seven whole days and not a word from you | |
Seven whole nights, | |
I' m just about through | |
I can' t take it, won' t take it, can' t take it no more | |
I had about enough of you | |
I' d rather be on my own | |
Yes, on my own | |
Sugar, sugar | |
You know if you knew anything about sweet | |
You woulda kept talkin' to me | |
Everyday, seven days a week | |
Baby, baby | |
You shoulda been givin' me a little more time | |
But you were just much too busy | |
Abusin' me and usin' me | |
I woulda done about anything ya wanted | |
I was there for you, | |
I was crazy about you | |
When I was sittin' thinkin' | |
I was kinda special | |
You were runnin' round hittin' every other girl in town | |
How could you love me when you knew you played me funny? | |
You knew that you were wrong | |
Dead wrong to be mistreating me | |
How can we go on? | |
Seven whole days and not a word from you | |
Seven whole nights, | |
I' m just about through | |
I can' t take it, won' t take it, can' t take it no more | |
I had about enough of you | |
I' d rather be on my own | |
Yes, on my own | |
Deep in my heart you were number one to start | |
But then you changed, you threw my heart away | |
Told your friends that you were runnin' things | |
Why' d it have to be that way? | |
You' re wrong, dead wrong | |
Tell me how, how can we go | |
Seven whole days and not a word from you | |
Seven whole nights, | |
I' m just about through | |
I can' t take it, won' t take it, can' t take it no more | |
I had about enough of you | |
I' d rather be on my own | |
Yes, on my own | |
Seven whole days and not a word from you | |
Seven whole nights, | |
I' m just about through |
zuò cí : Babyface, Reid | |
Seven whole days | |
Seven whole nights | |
I can' t take it, won' t take it can' t take it no more | |
I had about enough of you | |
I' d rather be on my own | |
Yes, on my own | |
Darlin', darlin' | |
You know if you cared anything about love | |
You woulda been front and center | |
Lovin' me and touchin' me | |
Honey, honey | |
You know if you knew anything about me | |
You woulda been much more tender | |
Ooo squeezin' me, caressin' me | |
You coulda had about anything you wanted | |
But you messed it up, ooo you had to be tough | |
You told your friends you had me wrapped around your finger | |
You were talking kinda cocky like you had it goin' on | |
All the while you knew that things were kinda shaky | |
You knew that you were wrong | |
Dead wrong to be mistreating me | |
How can we go on? | |
Seven whole days and not a word from you | |
Seven whole nights, | |
I' m just about through | |
I can' t take it, won' t take it, can' t take it no more | |
I had about enough of you | |
I' d rather be on my own | |
Yes, on my own | |
Sugar, sugar | |
You know if you knew anything about sweet | |
You woulda kept talkin' to me | |
Everyday, seven days a week | |
Baby, baby | |
You shoulda been givin' me a little more time | |
But you were just much too busy | |
Abusin' me and usin' me | |
I woulda done about anything ya wanted | |
I was there for you, | |
I was crazy about you | |
When I was sittin' thinkin' | |
I was kinda special | |
You were runnin' round hittin' every other girl in town | |
How could you love me when you knew you played me funny? | |
You knew that you were wrong | |
Dead wrong to be mistreating me | |
How can we go on? | |
Seven whole days and not a word from you | |
Seven whole nights, | |
I' m just about through | |
I can' t take it, won' t take it, can' t take it no more | |
I had about enough of you | |
I' d rather be on my own | |
Yes, on my own | |
Deep in my heart you were number one to start | |
But then you changed, you threw my heart away | |
Told your friends that you were runnin' things | |
Why' d it have to be that way? | |
You' re wrong, dead wrong | |
Tell me how, how can we go | |
Seven whole days and not a word from you | |
Seven whole nights, | |
I' m just about through | |
I can' t take it, won' t take it, can' t take it no more | |
I had about enough of you | |
I' d rather be on my own | |
Yes, on my own | |
Seven whole days and not a word from you | |
Seven whole nights, | |
I' m just about through |