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