Вершы: Carl Belew. She Reads Me Like A Book.

I can't fool her anymore
Like I used to do before
All she's gotta do is look
And she reads me like a book

If I go home I know she'll see
That I been once free
When I walk in my Gucci's cut
'Cause she reads me like a book

She writes down every thing I do
And the last night she added page or two
I'd like to go and tell her that I've been true
I'd be black and blue when she got through

Think I tell her something sad
Try to wear a different look
Might even now I know that's bad
'Cause she reads me like a book

I think I tell her