Tell Me What I Have To Do
Can't walk on water, I barely swim at all
But give me a sign and I'll climb
in a barrel and go over Niagara Falls,
Go over Niagara Falls
Never learned to fly like an angel, that's one skill I lack
But if you want me to I'll jump of the
Empire State Building with, a parachute on my back
Tell me what I have to do, what do I have to do, what do I have to do
To make you love me
How long must I burn, with nothing in return?
Tell me what I have to baby just to make you mine
Can't hold my breath for over nine minutes, in a big fish bowl
'Cause I'd turn blue, b
ut there's nothing new, girl; I've been blue before
See, I've been blue
Too tired to train with Jack LaLaine, or be a Chip 'n Dale dancer
But I can roll my abs and shake my
booty if I thought I'd get a positive answer
Tell me what I have to do, what do I have to do, what do I have to do
To make you love me
How long must I burn, with nothing in return?
Oh Tell me what I have to baby just to make you mine
I want to be part of your design
What I'd give, for just a little sign
Tell me what I have to do, what do I have to do, what do I have to do
To make you love me
How long must I burn, with nothing in return?
Tell me what I have to baby just to make you mine
Tell me, Tell me,
Tell me what I have to do, what do I have to do, what do I have to do
To make you love me
How long must I burn, with nothing in return?
Tell me what I have to baby just to make you mine
Tell me what girl, to make you mine
Tell me what I have to baby just to make you mine
But give me a sign and I'll climb
in a barrel and go over Niagara Falls,
Go over Niagara Falls
Never learned to fly like an angel, that's one skill I lack
But if you want me to I'll jump of the
Empire State Building with, a parachute on my back
Tell me what I have to do, what do I have to do, what do I have to do
To make you love me
How long must I burn, with nothing in return?
Tell me what I have to baby just to make you mine
Can't hold my breath for over nine minutes, in a big fish bowl
'Cause I'd turn blue, b
ut there's nothing new, girl; I've been blue before
See, I've been blue
Too tired to train with Jack LaLaine, or be a Chip 'n Dale dancer
But I can roll my abs and shake my
booty if I thought I'd get a positive answer
Tell me what I have to do, what do I have to do, what do I have to do
To make you love me
How long must I burn, with nothing in return?
Oh Tell me what I have to baby just to make you mine
I want to be part of your design
What I'd give, for just a little sign
Tell me what I have to do, what do I have to do, what do I have to do
To make you love me
How long must I burn, with nothing in return?
Tell me what I have to baby just to make you mine
Tell me, Tell me,
Tell me what I have to do, what do I have to do, what do I have to do
To make you love me
How long must I burn, with nothing in return?
Tell me what I have to baby just to make you mine
Tell me what girl, to make you mine
Tell me what I have to baby just to make you mine
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Writer(s): Michael Bacon
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