Third Degree

You can have my money, you can spend it all
You can taste the windmills from the sugar bowl
And buy yourself a pair of shoes, the latest Gucci bag
As always you don't even know the price put on the tag

Stop cryin'
But stop cryin'
Like a baby
Like a baby

You can drive your sports car down the avenue
Acting like a pop star on a Sunday afternoon
But when the angry youngster, who's scratchin' with the key
Comes to me complaining, you can have my plea

And stop cryin'
Stop cryin'
Like a baby
Like a baby

No one said the toll was as light as you might guess
Now that you have turned so hard the whole thing is a mess
Next time don't take it easy, and do it with some care
And lie and await the people inside that look and stare

So stop cryin'
Stop cryin'
Like a baby
Like a baby

No one told you I was the perfect guy, you know
Stay with me or leave me, I can't make it on my own
Now you have two options, take me as I am
Or write to some newspaper and find another man

But stop cryin'
Stop cryin'
Like a baby
Like a baby

No one told you I was the perfect guy, you know
Stay with me or leave me, I can't make it on my own
Now you have two options, take me as I am
Or write to some newspaper and find another man

But stop cryin'
Stop cryin'
Like a baby
Like a baby

Like a baby
Like a baby
Like a baby