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Tom Petty A Thing About You

you, I got a thing about you Baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you It don't matter what you say It don't matter what you do I , I, I got a thing

But oh baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you Baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you It don't matter what you say It don't matter what you

But oh baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you Baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you It don't matter what you say It don't matter what you

' There has to be And I'm thinking 'bout mama And about the kids And the way we lived And the things we did How she never had a chance Never caught a

mixed up about All mixed up about you And if time will answer all questions Then perhaps a film will be shown Everyone could mail-order tickets Yeah, you could sell a

(Tom Petty and Mike Campbell) You know, sometimes, I don't know why, But this old town just seems so hopeless I ain't really sure, but it seems I remember

a gun a son Of a Stunna, (yep) High as a 757 goin to heaven, (no) Weezy F da reverend preach about me I'm da god 1-7 apple and E I'm da Cash Money Makaveli

you came from." [Bryan J:] "At times, shit can get a little crazy, (a lil crazy), But you gotta keep your head up, Just know that you're gonna make

he's a nosy thing He comes to my door and it's a ring, ring, ring You, mind your own business Hey - won't you mind your own business 'Cause if you mind