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    Parliament / Lyrics

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    "All Your Goodles Are Gone" Lyrics

    Parliament feat. Funkadelic

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    I am through with you
    Baby, I refuse to be blue

    Let hurt put you in the loser's seat
    Let hurt put you in the loser's seat
    Let hurt put you in the loser's seat
    Let hurt put you in the loser's seat
    Let hurt put you in the loser's seat

    Let hurt put you behind the wheel
    (Hurt put you in the loser's seat)
    Let hurt put you behind the wheel
    (Hurt put you in the loser's seat)
    Let hurt put you behind the wheel
    (Hurt put you in the loser's seat)

    Shame, shame on me
    For thinking that I could possibly be
    The exclusive one of your choice
    In this world infested with boys

    Well, now I know that I am first on your list
    And if I leave, I'm gonna be missed
    I cannot take a chance on you
    It's so easy to become number two

    And I refuse to be blue
    Baby, I'm crying you will lose

    Let hurt put you in the loser's seat
    Let hurt put you in the loser's seat
    Let hurt put you in the loser's seat
    Let hurt put you in the loser's seat
    Let hurt put you in the loser's seat

    Let hurt put you behind the wheel
    (Hurt put you in the loser's seat)
    Let hurt put you behind the wheel
    (Hurt put you in the loser's seat)
    Let hurt put you behind the wheel
    (Hurt put you in the loser's seat)

    Let you see how does it feel
    (Let you see how it feels)
    To be un-for-real
    (To be un-for-real)

    To be without a love of your own
    (Without a love of your own)
    And all your goodies are gone
    (All your goodies are gone)
    All your goodies are gone
    (All your goodies are gone)
    All your goodies are gone
    (All your goodies are gone)

    So good, I had known that your love was good
    But it don't rectify how I'll cry
    If you ever say goodbye

    I refuse to be blue
    Meaning, I'm cutting you a-loose

    Let hurt put you in the loser's seat
    Let hurt put you in the loser's seat
    Let hurt put you in the loser's seat
    Let hurt put you in the loser's seat
    Let hurt put you in the loser's seat

    Let hurt put you behind the wheel
    (Hurt put you in the loser's seat)
    Let hurt put you behind the wheel
    (Hurt put you in the loser's seat)
    Let hurt put you behind the wheel
    (Hurt put you in the loser's seat)

    Let you see how it feels
    (Let you see how it feels)
    To be un-for-real
    (To be un-for-real)
    To be without a love of your own
    (Without a love of your own)

    And all your goodies are gone
    (All your goodies are gone)
    All your goodies are gone
    (All your goodies are gone)
    All your goodies are gone
    (All your goodies are gone)

    All your goodies are gone
    All your goodies are gone
    All your goodies are gone
    All your goodies are gone
    All your goodies are gone

    All your goodies are gone
    All your goodies are gone
    All your goodies are gone
    All your goodies are gone
    All your goodies are gone
    This song was submitted on February 6th, 2010 and last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by CLARENCE HASKINS, GEORGE S CLINTON, WILLIAM NELSON.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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