paroles de chanson She’s Too Good for Me - Sting
She
don't
like
to
hear
me
sing
She
don't
want
no
diamond
ring
She
don't
want
to
drive
my
car
She
won't
let
me
go
that
far
She
don't
like
the
way
I
look
She
don't
like
the
things
I
cook
She
don't
like
the
way
I
play
She
don't
like
the
things
I
say
But
oh,
the
games
we
play
She's
too
good
for
me
She's
too
good
for
me
She
don't
like
the
jokes
I
make
She
don't
like
the
drugs
I
take
She
don't
like
the
friends
I
got
She
don't
like
my
friends
a
lot
She
don't
like
the
clothes
I
wear
She
don't
like
the
way
I
stare
She
don't
like
the
tales
I
tell
She
don't
like
the
way
I
smell
But
oh,
the
games
we
play
She's
too
good
for
me
She's
too
good
for
me
Would
she
prefer
it
if
I
washed
myself
more
often
than
I
do?
Would
she
prefer
it
if
I
took
her
to
an
opera
or
two?
I
could
distort
myself
to
be
the
perfect
man
She
might
prefer
me
as
I
am
Oh,
she
don't
want
to
meet
my
folks
She
don't
wanna
hear
my
jokes
She
don't
wanna
fix
my
tie
She
don't
even
want
to
try
She
don't
like
the
books
I
read
She
don't
like
the
way
I
feed
She
don't
want
to
save
my
life
She
don't
wanna
be
my
wife
But
oh
(oh)
the
games
we
play
She's
too
good
for
me
She's
too
good
for
me
She's
too
good
for
me
She's
too
good
for
me
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