All Dressed Up - Hot Mix

This ain't the movies, this ain't TV
Maybe then I'd understand what you're doing to me
This ain't no black tie after party
But I'm hot under the collar like a woobie
You've been dressing for nobody but yourself
Good as ever but it really doesn't help

Back when you called I should've known
Babe, we could've done this on the phone

Why'd you get all dressed up?
Just to come let me down
Kicking me when I'm down
And I hate how much it hurts
That you're all dressed up
Just to comе say goodbye
You're looking so good tonight
Why'd you made a bad thing worsе?

Why you're all dressed up?
Yeah, all dressed up
You got me messed up
Damn, you made a bad thing worse

I please need a moment, please, give me a break
My heart is beating two times more than it can take, oh, baby
You've been dressing for nobody but yourself
Doesn't matter but it really doesn't help

Back when you called I should've known
Babe, we should've done this on the phone

Why'd you get all dressed up?
Just to come let me down
Kicking me when I'm down
And I hate how much it hurts
That you're all dressed up
Just to come say goodbye
You're looking so good tonight
Why'd you made a bad thing worse?

Why you're all dressed up?
Yeah, all dressed up
You got me messed up
Damn, you made a bad thing worse

All dressed up
Why'd you get all dressed up?
Why am I all dressed up?
Just to get all messed up now
Why'd you get-, why'd you get-, why'd you get-

Why'd you get all dressed up?
Just to come let me down
Kicking me when I'm down
And I hate how much it hurts
That you're all dressed up
Just to come say goodbye
You're looking so good tonight
Why'd you made a bad thing worse?

Why you're all dressed up?
Yeah, all dressed up
You got me messed up
Damn, you made a bad thing worse

Why you're all dressed up?
My, my, my babe
My baby, eh-ay, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Phil Cook, Vincent Van Den Ende, John Newsome, Nicholas Bradley, Donald Tarpley
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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