Matchbox

Now it's competition time!
This the portion of the night where somebody takes the Club Manhattan to the sky!
Anybody can rock 'n' roll with Ike tonight
So who up? Who's up?
Whose singing's gonna blow us away?

Well, I'm tired of sighing
Tired of worrying, too (tired of worrying, too)
But I've made up my mind (But I've made up my mind)
What I'm gonna do (What I'm gonna do)
I'll make up-
I got my clothes in a matchbox (my clothes in a matchbox)
I'm gon' forget about you
Keep practicing, baby

I tried to tell you many times (tell you many times)
But I never could do it (But I- oh my God, he's so handsome, I can't!)
Ooh, you believe me, baby
Come on, get on up here
Come on, we gotta have somebody out there
Who ain't gonna disappoint me!
You, come on, come on up

When things get hard (When things get hard)
Yeah, and rough on you (rough on you, baby)
Don't try to take me back baby (don't, don't try, baby)
Yeah baby, I'm through (cause babe, I'm through)
Got my clothes in a matchbox
I'm gon' forget about you, yes



Credits
Writer(s): Ike Turner
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