Carmella

There's nothing very funny About a man making money Off a blonde haired blue eyed girl He's got a child at home Who he loves to leave alone For his blonde haired blue eyed girl Well, Carmell Where you gonna run to When the sky comes crashing in on you? Slow down Who you gonna turn to When there's nothing left for you to prove? And I can't Control myself And I won't Be no one else No I can't Control myself And I wouldn't want to Be anywhere else It's true What they say about you Is true What they say about you Is true You know it too There's nothing very funny About a man spending money On a blonde haired blue eyed girl He's got a child at home Who he loves to leave alone For his blonde haired blue eyed girl Carmell Where you gonna run to If the sky comes crashing in on you? Slow down Who're you gonna turn to When there's nothing left for you to prove? And I can't Control myself And I won't Be no one else And I can't control myself And I wouldn't want to Be anywhere else It's true What they say about you Is true What they say about you Is true You know it too No I can't Control myself And I won't Be anyone else No I can't Control myself And I wouldn't want to Be anyone else It's true What they say about you Is true What they say about you Is true You know it too You know it too You know it too