i can't hear you
donnie iris
you always get what you need
while i've grown deaf to you
what's really left of you
you always gave me a hand
but now you're getting bold
you know it's getting old
i guess i know where you're really at
now you just talk about your fancy friends
and all the money they can spend
they all drive mercedes benz
better strap on my guitar
so i can't hear you. no more
i can't hear you. no more
i can't hear you. no more baby
aw babe i can't hear ya no more
i can't hear you. no more. well
you'd better straighten up
it's time that you woke up
you better learn to be sweet
'cause you been on the rag
i can't hear you. no more
i can't hear you. no more
i can't hear you. no more no more