Answer the phone, it's only me All I wanna do is talk to my children, oh, yeah, yeah Don't want to bother her or you, my man, no, no But if you have a man at all, you'll understand Ooh, the problems between her and me They are foolish things that we did, oh
Haven't got a thing to do with the love No, no, no Haven't got a thing to do with the love Between me and my kids
Even the judge, he understood now Gave me the right to see 'em, at least on the weekend Oh, now, buddy, you got the woman now She chose to let me go, ah... But if you love my kids at all, you got to know Oh, but there's an ocean between her and me Made of tears we often hid, ooh...
That ain't got a thing to do with the love No, no, no, now That ain't got a thing to do with the love Between me and my kids
As long as I respect your home And don't come around Trying to cause you pain and misery, ooh... I got the right to be with them Oh, they got the right to be with me I'm talkin' 'bout the kids, man They got the right to be with me, oh...
I, I, I, I don't use my kids For no excuse to spy on you, no Prying into your private life Is something I won't do, oh... But when the woman and I broke up Of each other we got rid, oh...
But that ain't got a thing to do with the love No, no, no, now That ain't got a thing to do with the love... That ain't got a thing to do with the love Between me and my kidsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
