Go Away - Lorrie Morgan

Touche, touche

You’re right, there’s nothing I can say

I am a wishy washy girl

But it’s a wishy washy world

Go away

No, wait a minute

I want out

Then I want in it

I’m all confused but I admit it

Go away

No, wait a minute

C’est la vie, la vie

That’s what you get when you get me

I have the right to change my mind

At least a couple hundred times

Go away

No, wait a minute

I want out

Then I want in it

I’m all confused but I admit it

Go away

No, wait a minute

I need some help

I’m not quite myself

And lately I’m a nervous wreck

My whole world has changed

And the reason I’m strange

Is I love you and baby that scares me to death

Go away

No, wait a minute

I want out

Then I want in it

I’m all confused but I admit it

Go away

No, wait a minute

I’m all confused but I admit it

Go away

No, wait a minute