The One Thing (Audiotree Live Version)
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah-whoa
I was into you, boy, like I thought nothing else
You see, I keep falling (falling, falling) falling too fast
See, I met no other man who had the same hands
He worked them from day until night
He worked them from holding me to picking fights
Fits of rage a-coming to my face like nothing I have ever known
But fits of rage was something I could deal without, so I had to let him go
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Hey, you, I got to move on (move on)
Ay-yay-ay-ay, you got to let him go, oh
It's never just the one thing (never the one)
And that's how you know that you got to let him go
Oh-ooh
Ah-ah, oh-oh-whoa
And my baby with the long hair, one of those artist types
He's probably the funniest man that I have had ever in my lifetime
See, I met no other man who had the same style
But now I know it's impossible to look that good and still have a life
Up in the mirror a-checking out himself
When he shook the bell
Up in the mirror a-checking out this only way of fun right in front of him
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Hey, you, I got to move on (move on)
Yay-ay, you got to let him go, oh (let him go)
'Cause ladies, it's never just the one thing (never the one)
And that's how you know-oh-oh, you got to let him go
Ooh
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Oh-oh-whoa
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah-whoa
I was into you, boy, like I thought nothing else
You see, I keep falling (falling, falling) falling too fast
See, I met no other man who had the same hands
He worked them from day until night
He worked them from holding me to picking fights
Fits of rage a-coming to my face like nothing I have ever known
But fits of rage was something I could deal without, so I had to let him go
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Hey, you, I got to move on (move on)
Ay-yay-ay-ay, you got to let him go, oh
It's never just the one thing (never the one)
And that's how you know that you got to let him go
Oh-ooh
Ah-ah, oh-oh-whoa
And my baby with the long hair, one of those artist types
He's probably the funniest man that I have had ever in my lifetime
See, I met no other man who had the same style
But now I know it's impossible to look that good and still have a life
Up in the mirror a-checking out himself
When he shook the bell
Up in the mirror a-checking out this only way of fun right in front of him
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Hey, you, I got to move on (move on)
Yay-ay, you got to let him go, oh (let him go)
'Cause ladies, it's never just the one thing (never the one)
And that's how you know-oh-oh, you got to let him go
Ooh
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Oh-oh-whoa
Credits
Writer(s): Caroline Margaret Smith
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