Problems

Lyrics
Problems, problems, problems all day long Will my problems turn out right or wrong? My baby don't like anything I do And my teacher seems to feel the same way too Worries, worries pile up on my head And woe is me, I wish that I was dead Can't get the car, my marks ain't been that good Well, my love life just ain't swinging like it should Problems, I got problems Problems They're all on account of my loving you like I do Problems, I got problems Problems They won't be solved until I'm sure of you Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And you can solve my problems with a love that's true Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
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Credits
- Writers
- Boudleaux Bryant
- Felice Bryant