Counting on my fingers, counting on my toes
Slipping through your fingers
Watching how it grows
You can love me baby, but you can't walk out
Someone oughta tell you what it's really all about

Do you ever wonder? Do you ever hate?
Six feet under, someone who can wait
You can love me baby, but you can't walk out
Someone oughta tell you
Oughta tell you what it's really all about, yes
You're never gonna make it baby
Ooh, I guess I'm gonna make you crazy
Ooh, you're never gonna
Make it babe, make it babe, make it baby

Counting on my fingers, counting on my toes
Slipping through your fingers
Watching how it goes
You can love me baby, but you can't walk out
Someone oughta tell you what it's really all about

Buy another fixture, tell another lie
Paint another picture, see who's surprised
You can love me baby but you can't walk out
Someone oughta, someone oughta tell you what it's really all about
You're never gonna make it baby
Ooh, you're never gonna make it crazy
Ooh, you're never gonna
Make it babe, make it babe, make it baby

(Watching how it grows, yeah)
You can love me baby, but you can't walk out

(Uh, uh, uh)
You can love me baby, but you can't walk out (ooh, but you can't walk out)

(Six feet under, someone who can wait)
You can love me baby, but you can't walk out
Someone oughta tell you what it's really all about

Someone oughta, someone oughta, someone oughta, someone oughta
Someone oughta, someone oughta, someone oughta, someone oughta
You can love me baby but you can't walk out (someone oughta, someone oughta)

Someone oughta tell you
Oughta tell you what it's really all
What it's really all, what it's really all about

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Writer(s): Lindsey Buckingham