Break The Rules


It took a whole lotta muscle,
took a whole lotta time,
glad the hard work was worth it,
now you’re mine all mine.
Gettin’ seen at some concert,
gettin’ caught in the rain,
I’ve not a care in the world,
I’ve got you on my brain.

I thought maybe I’ve been a fool:
That’s when you told me…

We’re gonna break the rules.

You bin tied up with yourself,
had to think somethings out,
dispel dark suspicions,
naggin’ shadows of doubt.
Well I’m sure glad I waited,
‘cos your worth it no lie,
though I thought you were takin’
takin’ me for a ride.

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I got a crooked list, as long as my arm,
baby breakin’ the rules won’t do any harm.

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©17.10.2018 Andrew Robert Chapman


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