Ain’t That Peculiar Songtext
von Fanny
Ain’t That Peculiar Songtext
You do me wrong, but still I′m crazy about you
Stay away too long and I can't do without you
Every chance you get, you seem to hurt me more and more
But each hurt makes my love much stronger than before
I know that flowers grow with the rain
But how can love grow with the pain?
Ain′t that peculiar?
Ain't that peculiar?
You tell me lies that should be obvious to me
But I'm so much in love with you, baby that I don′t want to see
That the things you do and say are designed to make me blue
Now, it′s a doggone shame my love for you makes all your lies seem true
Now, if the truth makes love last longer
Why do lies make my love stronger?
Ain't that peculiar?
Ain′t that peculiar?
No, no, no, no, ooh
No, no, no, no, ooh
You do me wrong, but still I'm crazy about you
Stay away too long and I can′t do without you
Now every chance you get, you seem to hurt me more and more
But each hurt makes my love much stronger than before
I know that flowers grow with the rain
But how can love grow with the pain?
Ain't that peculiar?
Ain′t that peculiar?
Ain't that peculiar?
Ain't that peculiar?
Ain′t that peculiar?
Ain′t that peculiar?
Ain't that peculiar?
Ain′t that peculiar?
Stay away too long and I can't do without you
Every chance you get, you seem to hurt me more and more
But each hurt makes my love much stronger than before
I know that flowers grow with the rain
But how can love grow with the pain?
Ain′t that peculiar?
Ain't that peculiar?
You tell me lies that should be obvious to me
But I'm so much in love with you, baby that I don′t want to see
That the things you do and say are designed to make me blue
Now, it′s a doggone shame my love for you makes all your lies seem true
Now, if the truth makes love last longer
Why do lies make my love stronger?
Ain't that peculiar?
Ain′t that peculiar?
No, no, no, no, ooh
No, no, no, no, ooh
You do me wrong, but still I'm crazy about you
Stay away too long and I can′t do without you
Now every chance you get, you seem to hurt me more and more
But each hurt makes my love much stronger than before
I know that flowers grow with the rain
But how can love grow with the pain?
Ain't that peculiar?
Ain′t that peculiar?
Ain't that peculiar?
Ain't that peculiar?
Ain′t that peculiar?
Ain′t that peculiar?
Ain't that peculiar?
Ain′t that peculiar?
Writer(s): Warren Moore, Robert Rogers, Marvin Tarplin, William Robinson Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com