"You don't do much" by David-John Bailey

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Preferred Band/Artist: BlackByrd

When I call you on the phone,
I expect the dishes done and your friends to all be gone;
It’s not that I’m checking up on you,
Sometimes you just forget what you should do!

And I try and try and try and try and try,
But it seems to be no use…
(Looks to me like)

You don’t do much of anything,
You don’t really really do much of anything! (x3)

Going out with my girls tonight,
Finish supper and I’ll tuck you in real tight;
But by the time that I get home,
You’re asleep in bed now I gotta do it all alone!

And I try and try and try and try and try,
But it seems to be no use…
(Looks to me like)

You don’t do much of anything,
You don’t really really do much of anything! (x3)

Had it up to here with all your lies,
Pack your things and go we’ll see who’s the one who cries;
I make this my final vow,
Get out of here ’cause you’re her problem now!

(Slow beat – build – “ooohs” and “aaahs”)

You don’t do much of anything,
You don’t really really do much of anything! (till fade/end)
 

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