| Song | She Don't Write Songs About You (Album Version) |
| Artist | Macy Gray |
| Album | Original Album Classics |
| 作词 : Gray, Indrizzo ... | |
| She may be pretty got more money than me but she don't write | |
| Songs about you. She's always cooking and studying books and | |
| But she don't write songs about you. | |
| There's a place that's 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 it's a | |
| Sunshiny day even when it's cold and dark outside, inside the | |
| Sexy people screaming that they love me cause I'm 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 don't write | |
| Songs about you. She's always cooking and studying books and | |
| But she don't 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 it's cold and dark outside, inside | |
| The sexy people screaming that they love me cause I'm 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 don't write | |
| Songs about you. She may be smarter, her bosoms are larget | |
| But she don't write songs about you. She'll give you good head | |
| And she'll make up your bed, but she don't write songs about | |
| You. You think she's for you, but she'll only bore you but she | |
| Don't 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, | |
| Couldn't-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 don't write | |
| Songs about you. This song's about you baby ' it's all | |
| About you baby ' she don't write songs about you she'll give | |
| You good head and she'll make up the bed but she don't write | |
| Songs about you. You'll think she's for you but she'll only bore | |
| You cuz she don't write songs about you. She'll do your dishes | |
| And feed all your fishes but she don't write songs about you. | |
| She don't write about you. They go la la. La |
| zuò cí : Gray, Indrizzo ... | |
| She may be pretty got more money than me but she don' t write | |
| Songs about you. She' s always cooking and studying books and | |
| But she don' t write songs about you. | |
| There' s a place that' s 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 it' s a | |
| Sunshiny day even when it' s cold and dark outside, inside the | |
| Sexy people screaming that they love me cause I' m 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 don' t write | |
| Songs about you. She' s always cooking and studying books and | |
| But she don' t 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 it' s cold and dark outside, inside | |
| The sexy people screaming that they love me cause I' m 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 don' t write | |
| Songs about you. She may be smarter, her bosoms are larget | |
| But she don' t write songs about you. She' ll give you good head | |
| And she' ll make up your bed, but she don' t write songs about | |
| You. You think she' s for you, but she' ll only bore you but she | |
| Don' t 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, | |
| Couldn' ta 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 don' t write | |
| Songs about you. This song' s about you baby ' it' s all | |
| About you baby ' she don' t write songs about you she' ll give | |
| You good head and she' ll make up the bed but she don' t write | |
| Songs about you. You' ll think she' s for you but she' ll only bore | |
| You cuz she don' t write songs about you. She' ll do your dishes | |
| And feed all your fishes but she don' t write songs about you. | |
| She don' t write about you. They go la la. La |