| Lyrics: | [Spoken:]
What's the matter with you, pops; you sure look beat about the gills this bright.
Oh, man, that soft cut out on me.
What you sayin'?
Yes, she copped a final on me.
I know you was too proud.
Solid M-O, man, but that's the last time for that jive.
I
know you gonna tell her somethin'.
For the last time, I cried over you;
For the last
time, I sighed over you;
I found out I can do without you;
Never thought that I could,
Never dreamed that I would
Be feeling like I do and not be feeling blue.
For the
first time, there's a song in my heart,
Since the last time we drifted apart;
And when you
said, "I'm afraid it's all over,"
That was the first time I knew,
For the last time, now,
I cried over you!
For the last time, for the very last time, baby,
For the last time,
your daddy has cried, cried over you! |
