Break It Down (Remastered)
She says she wants a rock n roll boy
but she don't know what that means
She wants the glamour, she wants the style
But she don't see him when he feeds
Hold on take a deep breath
Hold on take a deep breath
She says she wants a boy and his country,
home-grown values like the old days
She wants the brut like on the tv,
but what she wants is contradictory
Hold on take a deep breath
Hold on take a deep breath
You got what you got, and you got too much ground
You got to feeling awful, now you've got to break it down
Hold on take a deep breath
Hold on take a deep breath
She wants the heart that looks skin deep
Seems like she wants everything
Now I ain't saying she's out of line, but shorty's going to have a real hard time
Hold on take a deep breath
Hold on take a deep breath
You got what you got, and you got too much ground
You got to feeling awful, now you've got to break it down
You got what you got, and you got too much ground
You got to feeling awful, now you've got to break it down
And someday soon you'll realize your magazines ain't real life
Dreams they never look quite right, but you can set your own sights
Just shake the fates
Just shake the fates
Just shake the fates
She says she wants a rock n roll boy,
But she don't know what that means
but she don't know what that means
She wants the glamour, she wants the style
But she don't see him when he feeds
Hold on take a deep breath
Hold on take a deep breath
She says she wants a boy and his country,
home-grown values like the old days
She wants the brut like on the tv,
but what she wants is contradictory
Hold on take a deep breath
Hold on take a deep breath
You got what you got, and you got too much ground
You got to feeling awful, now you've got to break it down
Hold on take a deep breath
Hold on take a deep breath
She wants the heart that looks skin deep
Seems like she wants everything
Now I ain't saying she's out of line, but shorty's going to have a real hard time
Hold on take a deep breath
Hold on take a deep breath
You got what you got, and you got too much ground
You got to feeling awful, now you've got to break it down
You got what you got, and you got too much ground
You got to feeling awful, now you've got to break it down
And someday soon you'll realize your magazines ain't real life
Dreams they never look quite right, but you can set your own sights
Just shake the fates
Just shake the fates
Just shake the fates
She says she wants a rock n roll boy,
But she don't know what that means
Credits
Writer(s): Melvin Pelupessy
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