McAlmont & Butler - Yes Lyrics
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What Are The Lyrics For Yes By McAlmont & Butler?
So you wanna know me now
How I've been You can't help someone recover After what you did So tell me am I looking better? Have you forgot Whatever it was that you couldn't stand About me about me about me? Because Yes I do feel better Yes I do I feel alright I feel well enough to tell you what you can do with what you got To offer You wanna know me now How I've been You can't help someone recover After what you did So tell me am I looking better? Have you forgot Whatever it was that you couldn't stand About me about me about me? Because Yes I do feel better Yes I do I feel alright I feel well enough to tell you what you can do with what you got to offer Because Yes I do feel better Yes I do I feel alright I feel well enough to tell you what you can do with what you got To offer On and on and on and on and on and on and has no-one said Stay away, stay away I'm better Ye-ea-ea-ea-yes! Ye-ea-ea-ea-yes! Ye-ea-ea-ea-yes! Ye-ea-ea-ea-yes! I feel well enough to tell you what you can do with what you got I feel well enough to tell you what you can do with what you got I feel well enough to tell you what you can do with what you got I feel well enough to tell you what you can do with what you got I feel well enough to tell you what you can do with what you got I feel well enough to tell you what you can do with what you got I feel well enough to tell you what you can do with what you got I feel well enough to tell you what you can do with what you got. |
Who Wrote Yes By McAlmont & Butler?
Bernard Butler, David Mcalmont
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