Pretty things at my door.
He’s saying – Baby Please ! Don’t think no more!
You see I’ve never had it quite this good.
Love yah Baby – I know I should.
But I’m lying to myself…

I know that you think we’re tight.
Yet all we seem to do- is fuss and fight.
Being scared of goodbye is crazy!
And that ain’t right.
Because…

No means no. Not maybe.
And if I say let go. Please don’t chain me.
Love must feel right. Or its slavery.
Speak Easy my love.

Hmm Hmmm

Please stop crowding my heart.
No matter what yah do or say. We must part!
Being scared of goodbye made us crazy. Pretending we were in love made us lazy!
Please don’t chain me!
Let’s stop lying to ourselves…
Because...

No means no. Not maybe.
And if I say let go. Please don’t chain me.
Love must feel right. Or its slavery.
Speak easy my love.

I don’t wanna hurt yah.
But I gotta go.
I just had to let you know.

No means no. Not maybe.
And if I say let go. Please don’t chain me.
Love must feel right. Or its slavery.
Speak easy my love.

Speak easy my love.
Speak easy my love.
Speak easy my love.