Hitsville Drunks Don't Tell Her
I don't mind being a fool in eyes of most people
But your sister is not one of them
Lately I might have tried to hard for her
To somehow consider me a funny men
Who does she always got to be such a class act girl
Now I might spit the far most opinions
But the one your sister wants to share will not be one of them
Don't tell her I love her
Don't tell her I love her yet
Because next time I'm gonna be a class act too
You can be quite sure about that
So your sister and I, we met again
And I got rather confused about something she said
Her tone was firm but her eyes were wild
As she came speaking up close to my head
She said: "Hey, do you always need to be such a careful boy, oh"
Now I might laugh at the many faces of danger
But the kind your sister spread will never ever be one of them
Don't tell her I love her
Don't tell her I love her yet
Because next time I'm gonna be her kind of man
You can be quite sure about that