Texty:
Donna Summer It S Not The Way

you It's not the way that you love me It's not the way that you care Oh no, it's not the way Oh no, it's not the way Listen mister to what I say Oh

you It's not the way that you love me It's not the way that you care Oh no, it's not the way Oh no, it's not the way Listen mister to what I say Oh

't regret 'cause he's on the line what you want is what he's got and what he's got, he's got a lot 'cause it's allright it's allright Ooh he's a rebel

at the lady with the crazy stare in her eyes looks way past 50 though she's barely 35 sleeps most days in the city park every night down at Casey's bar

leave you You know it's gonna grieve you You're gonna miss your sweet lovin' donna Some of these days And if I leave you You know it's gonna grieve you

not when it makes me cry I don't wanna work that hard I don't wanna work not that hard I don't wanna work it it makes me cry I don't wanna work

you feel you can sang wit it Peep the verbal language and the way we arranged it Now entertainment to make the people applaud I'm not trying to say my

hard Not when it makes me cry I don't wanna work that hard I don't wanna work not that hard I don't wanna work it it makes me cry I don't wanna work

chaka [Chorus:] He's the boy, he's the boy, he's the boy, he's the boy He's my Romeo-o-o, oh oh oh He's the boy, he's the boy, he's the boy, he's the