paroles de chanson You Can't Judge a Book By Its Cover - Yvonne Fair

Hey there, mister fine
Sweet little thing of mine
Actions kind of show me you love me truly
The woman that's your life
Sweeter than an apple pie
But I can't let you know you're getting to me

You can't judge a book by its cover
Whoa, my papa used to say it now
Listen to your good father
You can't judge the love by the lover
And you sure can't judge a book by its cover

Born sweet on you
Though you can't see through
There's some concern its fresh and not to worry
Oh, I take to being low
So you can feel ignored
But that don't mean that I'm not really caring

You can't judge a book by its cover
Baby, my coldness isn't bad
And you are gonna know the way to live
You can't judge the love by the lover
And you sure can't judge a book by its cover
Gonna bring it on down

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yes I'm wary on the skin
But somewhere deep within
We might find that love that better tests us
Woah, ain't we got to have more
Give it all it deserves
And maybe, baby we'll find something precious

You can't judge a book by its cover
Oh, Papa would set me on his knee
And you know he preached to me
You can't judge the love by the lover, no, no
And you sure can't judge a book by its cover

Oh, he may be nine on the outside
Oh, but so unkind on the inside
You better take a deeper look
Oh, before you buy that book
No, no, remember
I been ready from the go, no, no, no, no
So you can tell you ain't been told