Off My Back

I can't get you off my back, please let me be

What's it gonna take for you to set me free?

I know it's hard to see I'm doing well

When I'm coming on to buying what you sell

Don't tell my mother I'm going through hell

And don't tell my father I couldn't make bail

And don't tell my pastor that I kept all of my cash

And don't ask me questions you don't want to

Many moons ago, I said I'd be through with you

But you've had me hooked from the start

But now I sit alone, wondering where I went wrong

Oh, how'd you get hold of my heart?

Don't tell my mother I'm going through hell

And don't tell my father I couldn't make bail

And don't tell that pastor that I kept all of my cash

And don't ask mе questions you don't want to ask

Don't tell my mother I'm going through hеll

And don't tell my father I couldn't make bail

And don't tell that pastor that I kept all of my cash

And don't ask me questions you don't want to ask