Listen to the Man

I feel your head resting heavy on your single bed
I want to hear all about it
Get it all of your chest, oh
I feel the tears and you’re not alone, oh
When I hold you, well I won’t let go, oh
Why should we care for what they’re selling us anyway?
We’re so young, girl, and you know, whoa-oh
You don’t have to be there, babe
You don’t have to be scared, babe
You don’t need of plan of what you wanna do
Won’t you listen to the man that’s loving you?
Your world keeps spinning and you can’t jump off
But I will catch you if you fall, I can’t tell you enough
I hate to hear that you’re feeling low
I hate to hear that you won’t come home
Oh, why should we care for what they’re selling us anyway?
We’re so young, girl, and you know, whoa-oh
You don’t have to be there, babe
You don’t have to be scared, babe
You don’t need a plan of what you wanna do
Won’t you listen to the man that’s loving you?
Whoa-ohh-ohh
Whoa-ohh-ohh
Whoa-ohh
Easy, easy and a one, two, three, oh
Easy, breezy, if you come with me, oh
Easy, easy, and a one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Nine, nine, nine, nine
You don’t have to be there, babe
You don’t have to be scared, babe
You don’t need of plan of what you wanna do
Won’t you listen to the man that’s loving you?
You don’t have to be there, babe
You don’t have to be scared, babe
You don’t need a plan of what you wanna do
Won’t you listen to the man that’s loving you?
Whoa-ohh-ohh
Whoa-ohh-ohh
Whoa-ohh