Beat Me Down
Straight up!
Ah no, don't beat me down
I can't see the reason
Why you still hang around
like a mangy mutt
And I feel like
I can see you following me around
Ain't all in my head
Let cheating dogs lie where they fall
Huh, don't beat me down
Nah, I won't stick around
No I ain't no sweet fool newbie candy-ass, ah no
So, don't beat me down
What comes down goes around
Ya got you acting like a clown
Nah, I ain't gonna stick around
Hmmm, I love you
Hate you
Want you
Blame you
Feel you
Shame you
Need you round
Ya ain't done nothing but eat me up
And I keep going, so don't beat me down!
Ah, ya got something I wanted
And yea, I know it's stupid
Blame it all on Cupid's stupid arrow
Made me feel that boom boom!
Now I'm feeling like a stupid assed sucker
Yeah, I'm a Mack truck fucker
And on a one, two
I stopped with all that stupid ass now!
Oh no!
Don't ya beat me down!
Uh, uh! Don't beat me down
Some day you'll come around
Yea, Thanks for acting like a clown
That's right, I'm leaving town
A one, a two, a one, two, three, four
Ah no! Uh, uh! I ain't done yet
I packed my bags
Ya heard that right
Uhuh! I packed my bags
Ya know you can't believe everything ya hear
All sorts of people talking that stupid in your ear
You ain't why I packed my bags, uh, uh
Ah no! And you ain't why I'm leaving town
Beauty's fleetin baby
And that's the reason why
I ain't looking back for you
And I ain't gonna be turning round
So don't ya beat me
Down!
Ah no, don't beat me down
I can't see the reason
Why you still hang around
like a mangy mutt
And I feel like
I can see you following me around
Ain't all in my head
Let cheating dogs lie where they fall
Huh, don't beat me down
Nah, I won't stick around
No I ain't no sweet fool newbie candy-ass, ah no
So, don't beat me down
What comes down goes around
Ya got you acting like a clown
Nah, I ain't gonna stick around
Hmmm, I love you
Hate you
Want you
Blame you
Feel you
Shame you
Need you round
Ya ain't done nothing but eat me up
And I keep going, so don't beat me down!
Ah, ya got something I wanted
And yea, I know it's stupid
Blame it all on Cupid's stupid arrow
Made me feel that boom boom!
Now I'm feeling like a stupid assed sucker
Yeah, I'm a Mack truck fucker
And on a one, two
I stopped with all that stupid ass now!
Oh no!
Don't ya beat me down!
Uh, uh! Don't beat me down
Some day you'll come around
Yea, Thanks for acting like a clown
That's right, I'm leaving town
A one, a two, a one, two, three, four
Ah no! Uh, uh! I ain't done yet
I packed my bags
Ya heard that right
Uhuh! I packed my bags
Ya know you can't believe everything ya hear
All sorts of people talking that stupid in your ear
You ain't why I packed my bags, uh, uh
Ah no! And you ain't why I'm leaving town
Beauty's fleetin baby
And that's the reason why
I ain't looking back for you
And I ain't gonna be turning round
So don't ya beat me
Down!
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Writer(s): Eduard Weber
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