Song lyrics She don't write songs by Macy Gray

She may be pretty got more money than me but she donīt write
Songs about you. Sheīs always cooking and studying books and
But she donīt write songs about you.

Thereīs a place thatīs good for me got money skies and fruity
Trees and trust me love is on the way. Baby baby satisfaction
Fills the air and holds me close like teddy bears and itīs a
Sunshiny day even when itīs cold and dark outside, inside the
Sexy people screaming that they love me cause Iīm macy gray.
Crazy crazy, when the party ends and all the angels are
My friends they see me they say: hey hey

She may be pretty got more money than me but she donīt write
Songs about you. Sheīs always cooking and studying books and
But she donīt write songs about you.

In this place the things I cherish last forever and whoever
Enters has a song to sing. They go: "lalalalalalalalalala,
Dooobeedooo." Even when itīs cold and dark outside, inside
The sexy people screaming that they love me cause Iīm macy
Gray. Crazy crazy, when the party never ends and all the
Angels are my friends they see me they say: hey hey.

She may be pretty got more money than me but she donīt write
Songs about you. She may be smarter, her bosoms are larget
But she donīt write songs about you. Sheīll give you good head
And sheīll make up your bed, but she donīt write songs about
You. You think sheīs for you, but sheīll only bore you but she
Donīt write songs about you.

My cherie amour, looking at the front door, sweet thang, hit
Me baby one more time - betcha think this song is about you,
Couldnīt-a wrote it without you - it goes: la la la. It goes: la
La la. Crazy crazy. Jmj in the house.

She may be pretty got more money than me but she donīt write
Songs about you. This songīs about you baby - itīs all
About you baby - she donīt write songs about you sheīll give
You good head and sheīll make up the bed but she donīt write
Songs about you. Youīll think sheīs for you but sheīll only bore
You cuz she donīt write songs about you. Sheīll do your dishes
And feed all your fishes but she donīt write songs about you.
She donīt write about you. They go la la. La