Artist: fine young cannibals
Song: tell me what
Album: The Raw & The Cooked
Year: 1989
Tell me what, tell me what, tell me what I gotta do
To make you notice, to make you look this way
What do I have to say?
Tell me what, tell me what, tell me what I have to say
To keep you with me, to make you want to stay
To have you every day
Tell me what, tell me what, tell me what I gotta do
Are you happy, I can never tell
You keep it to yourself
Tell me what, tell me what, tell me what it is you feel
Do you get frightened?
Am I comin' on just a little strong
And you're so quiet, I'll never know or not if I'm right or wrong
Tell me what, tell me what, tell me what I gotta do
Is there somethin' I ought to be told
Do you want to go?
Tell me what, tell me what, tell me what it is you know
So it's over, then we're really through?
What I heard is true
Tell me what, tell me what, tell me what your gonna do
To keep you with me, to make you want to stay
To have you every day
Tell me what, tell me what I gotta do
Tell me, won't you tell me
Tell me what, tell me what, tell me what I gotta do
Ohh ohh [Incomprehensible] won't you tell now
Tell me what, tell me what, tell me what I gotta do
