Rumour

Rumour - The Vocal Masters

Written by：Irvin/Howells/Emery

What you turn and did you wanna straight

With the brother's deal that's all they say

She had the baby yesterday

Perhaps just in the

They kept their prisoners brine up

Don't her Jesus was enough

She's really in to daddy's stuff

Perhaps it's just in more

And if you ask her she take

I'm just wanna work out

How to be a lad myself

I'm just tryna' work out

This scars have been done

See that girl she's looking great

She used to be quite overweight

She must be in tally straight

Perhaps just in the

Always did is he was wrong

Probably she's on the doomed

Spend it all to alcohol

It's just a rumour

I'm just tryna work out

How to be a lad myself

I'm just tryna work out

This scars have been done

'Cause she did she did

I bet he's walkin

He's been and she isn't

She gave her best in

She don't go rich

As if the god with her

She wish that she didn't

And now they are all singin'

I'm just tryna work out

How to be a lad myself

I'm just tryna work out

This scars have been done

I'm just tryna work out

How to be a lad myself

I'm just tryna work out

This scars have been done

'Cause she did it she did it

I bet he's walkin

He's been and she isn't

She gave her best in

She don't go rich

As if the god with her

She wish that she didn't

And now they're all singin'

I'm just tryna work out

How to be a lad myself

I'm just tryna work out

This scars have been done

I'm just tryna work out

How to be a lad myself

I'm just tryna work out

This scars have been done