Acoustic blues - rock tune
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Opposites attract but don't always lead to a healthy relationship.
Since I met you, Baby.
[instrumental introduction]
Tell me Baby, what is wrong with you?
Tell me Baby, what is wrong with you?
I’d give you my love, but you’d have to take it,
I’d give you my soul Babe, please don’t forsake it,
I’d give you my heart,
But the lil’ bastard’s been blown all apart
[instrumental break]
Tell me Baby, what is wrong with me?
Tell me Baby, what is wrong with me?
I feel like a lost little child in a large department store,
And I don’t have mommy’s hand to hold onto anymore,
Like I lost my bag of tricks and I’m a common street whore.
I have to ask, “What is anything really for?”
[instrumental break]
Tell me Baby, what is wrong with this?
Tell me Baby, what is wrong with this?
I’m shooting a hole through the center of the sun,
And who, and what, and where I’ll be,
Who knows if I’ll ever be done?
I’m just drilling this hole into the very heart of Oblivion!
Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! [instrumental break]
Tell me Baby, what is wrong with us?
Tell me Baby, what is wrong with us?
{Spoken} I guess we’re living proof that opposites attract,
{Spoken} Still I can’t refute the natural fact,
{Spoken} Even though there’s no probability of compatibility,
{Spoken} I can’t seem to pull my wheels back on the track!
WHAT IS WRONG?
WHAT IS WRONG!?!
[instrumental conclusion]
{Spoken} “Hey KC what is wrong?”