Suit Yourself

Little boy, you got it all so why you complainin'?

Well suit yourself.

Nine months of dreaming is too much a nightmare.

Little boy, you only wanna dance with me

And suit yourself.

Nine months is too much is too much for me, but

I had it all, but

I lost it to you that day.

I should have known when the birds ran from me that day.

Little love, push me to the end of time

And suit yourself, just suit yourself, a little lover's all

I needed, but

I had it all, but

I lost it to you that day.

I should have known when the birds ran from me that day.