Rotten

I wa-, ah, I wa- I wanna do a lil' somethin' like this right here (Yeah) ooh-yeah (Let me hear you say) I don't want to give up, uh Those things that I told you The blue skies that hang me through It doesn't count for nothing (whoa, whoa, whoa) But what's a man like me to do? All those things you put me through Does it count for nothing? (Yeah) Got feelings, I do (feelings, I do) You should've known better than to (don't let it) Girl, we don't like grinding fruit You've been rotten from the root (rotten from the root) (Yeah) ooh-yeah I don't want to give up, uh (ooh-yeah, ooh-yeah, ooh) Those things that I told you (uh) The blue skies that hang me through It doesn't count for nothing, ooh But what's a man like me to do? All those things you put me through Oh, does it count for nothing? (Let me hear you say, "Ooh, yeah") Ooh, yeah, uh