Sonny

I love this real man

The kind of death that each rag believe

Eloquence he heard

And looks that may of women

And believe

My woman Sonny

I'm silverbread a serves me well

He keeps my smile and

To this week hasn't broke my roads

And worried soul

Well Sonny

Don't say a Sorry

Heaven knows you ain't so promissing

'Cause Sonny

When you think of me

Heaven knows you ain't so genering

That real my has it

The damn no twelve if as you thought

And yourself confused

Because you said about love with me

And about it wood

Well Sonny

Don't say a Sorry

Heaven knows you ain't so promissing

'Cause Sonny

When you think of me

Heaven knows you ain't so genering

Well Sonny

Don't say a sorry

Heaven knows you ain't so promissing

'Cause Sonny

When you think of me

Heaven knows you ain't so genering

Well Sonny

Don't say a sorry

Heaven knows you ain't so promissing

'Cause Sonny

When you think of me

Heaven knows you ain't so genering

Well Sonny