yeah you hit me like a hammer
didn't know what was coming next
yeah you said i was pretty but you thought i was made of glass
oh baby. i ain't used to telling anyone the way i feel
sometimes you just gotta let 'em know
ay what's the deal. if i want you
and if i'm liking what i see
then i might let you next to me
so ladies go hang up your halos
sometimes you just gotta let 'em know
it's like you're stuck in my head
and i don't want to press rewind
never stoppin til i make you mine
and if i'm liking what i see
then i might let you next to me
so ladies go hang up your halos
sometimes you just gotta let 'em know