If He Wanted to He Would Songtext
von Janet Devlin
If He Wanted to He Would Songtext
Dinner for one, wine for two
A little love lost and a matching tattoo
And the sad little truth
Is if he wanted to he would
Friday night in, alone again
He′s at the bar getting drunk with his friends
And the sad little truth
Is if he wanted to he would
Not too long ago, she was on his mind
That pretty little girl he'd be spending his time
No one on this earth he′d rather see
If Saturdays are for the boys
And Sundays you're self-employed
Where on God's green earth does she fit in?
You never choose her, no you never do
It′s not something she would do to you
And that sad little truth
If you wanted to you would
If you wanted to you would
Two kids deep, but he makes three
She hasn′t been to dinner since 2003
And the sad little truth
Is if he wanted to he would
Not too long ago, she was on his mind
That pretty little girl he'd be spending his time
No one on this earth he′d rather see
If Saturdays are for the boys
And Sundays you're self-employed
Where on God′s green earth does she fit in?
You never choose her, no you never do
It's not something she would do to you
And that sad little truth
If you wanted to you would
If you wanted to you would
That little black dress is locked away
Her favourite perfume she′s never sprayed
All those nights on her knees she prayed
But nothing's changed 'cause
Saturdays are for the boys
And Sundays you′re self-employed
Where on God′s green earth does she fit in?
You never choose her, no you never do
It's not something she would do to you
And that sad little truth
If you wanted to you would
If you wanted to you would
If you wanted to you would
If you wanted to you would
If you wanted to you would
A little love lost and a matching tattoo
And the sad little truth
Is if he wanted to he would
Friday night in, alone again
He′s at the bar getting drunk with his friends
And the sad little truth
Is if he wanted to he would
Not too long ago, she was on his mind
That pretty little girl he'd be spending his time
No one on this earth he′d rather see
If Saturdays are for the boys
And Sundays you're self-employed
Where on God's green earth does she fit in?
You never choose her, no you never do
It′s not something she would do to you
And that sad little truth
If you wanted to you would
If you wanted to you would
Two kids deep, but he makes three
She hasn′t been to dinner since 2003
And the sad little truth
Is if he wanted to he would
Not too long ago, she was on his mind
That pretty little girl he'd be spending his time
No one on this earth he′d rather see
If Saturdays are for the boys
And Sundays you're self-employed
Where on God′s green earth does she fit in?
You never choose her, no you never do
It's not something she would do to you
And that sad little truth
If you wanted to you would
If you wanted to you would
That little black dress is locked away
Her favourite perfume she′s never sprayed
All those nights on her knees she prayed
But nothing's changed 'cause
Saturdays are for the boys
And Sundays you′re self-employed
Where on God′s green earth does she fit in?
You never choose her, no you never do
It's not something she would do to you
And that sad little truth
If you wanted to you would
If you wanted to you would
If you wanted to you would
If you wanted to you would
If you wanted to you would
Writer(s): Janet Maureen Devlin, Paul Statham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

