When a Woman's Fed Up 歌詞
When a Woman's Fed Up - The Hit Co.
I'm standing here looking in the mirror
Saying "damn" to myself
I should known the day would come
That she would find somebody else
And all the things I took her through
Sh*t, I shouldn't have lasted this long
Now I'm at this telephone booth calling Tyrone
Cuz when a woman's fed up
No matter how you beg, no
It ain't nothing you can do about it
Nothing you can do about it
It's like running out of love
No matter what you say, no
And then it's too late to talk about it
Too late to talk about it
Now let's talk about how it all goes down
I used to make love to you daily
When the night fell the same
And anytime that you were hurt
I could feel your pain
And if I had a dollar
It was yours, yeah
And whenever we would go out
I would front the bill
But now the up is down
And the silence is sound
I hurt you too too many times
Now I can't come around
Cuz when a woman's fed up
No matter how you beg, no
It ain't nothing you can do about it
Nothing you can do about it
It's like running out of love
No matter what you say, no
Running out of loves
And then it's too late to talk about it
Too late to talk about it
Ohh yeah yeah
Ohh yeah
La da da da da la la da da
La da da da da la la da da
Ohh yeah
Ohh listen
If you don't want to find out the hard way hard way
Then listen to this song while the record plays
Cuz when a woman's fed up
Mama tell me long time of girl
It ain't nothing you can do about it
Nothing you can do about it
Ohh no no
It's like running out of love
Running out of love stay away
And then it's too late to talk about it
Too late to talk about it yeah
Cuz when a women's fed up
You can cry a river
'Till an ocean starts to form, yeah
It ain't nothing you can do about it
But she will always remember
Cuz she's a woman scorned
It's like running out of love
And if you ever get her back
It will never be the same no no
It ain't too late to talk about it
She's cuttin' the corners of her eyes
Every time she see your face
Cus she's a woman scorned
Now your trust is out the door
She don't want you no more
It ain't nothing you do about it
You used to tell your boys, not me
And she would always be there for you
If you had took the time to see
What that woman meant to you
It ain't too late to talk about it
Is what the mirror said to me, whoa
Cuz she's a woman scorned
She was raised in Illinois
Right outside of Chicago
It ain't nothing you can do about it
Some of the best cookin' you ever had
Yes, it was and I miss her wooh
Hey woman, if you're listening