Merychadblues - Stweetlifes Lyrics
How much did youI could write a song with merryroseI could sing about how love is a war houseNot hard, (it's not hard),It's not hard, (it's not hard),It's not hard, (it's not hard),It's not hard, (It's not hard),And I could sing about merry blues and the war of sulivaniaIn the end, you'll find out that my heart was batteredReal hard (Real hard)It's so hard (So hard)Real hard (Real hard)It's that hard (It's that hard)But I'd rather make a song they can play on the radioThat makes you wanna danceDon't it make you wanna danceBut I'd rather make a song they can play on the radioThat makes you wanna grab your lover's handSo hold up andTake it through the nightAnd you should follow throughTo make it alrightNow grab each others' hands, get 'em upI wanna see you rock to the piano, the pianoI could write a song by my new pianoI could sing about how love is a losing battleNot hard (It's not hard)It's not hard (It's not hard)It's not hard (It's not hard)It's not hard (It's not hard)And I could sing about cupid and his shooting arrowIn the end, you'll find out that my heart was batteredReal hard (It's not hard)So hard (So hard)Real hard (It's not hard)It's not hard (It's not hard)But I'd rather make a song they can play on the radioThat makes you wanna danceDon't it make you wanna danceBut I'd rather make a song they can play on the radioThat makes you wanna grab your lover's handSo hold up andTake it through the nightAnd you should follow throughTo make it alrightNow grab each others' hands, get 'em upI wanna see you rock to the piano, the pianoSo hold up andTake it through the nightAnd you should follow throughTo make it alrightNow grab each others' hands, get 'em upI wanna see you rock to the piano, the pianoI'd rather tell you about how I'm feeling boyAnd how I'm doing things my wayIf I got my piano, then I know I'd be okay, babySo hold up andTake it through the nightAnd you should follow throughTo make it alrightNow grab each others' hands, get 'em up
