Текст песни Dish It Up

You give me loving But you dish it up like soup in a ladle You speak of loving But you're talking like a kid in a cradle The word is out, In fact, you're someone who can see me Oh, what is wrong with you? Might feel the same but that ain't good news You lose, you lose, you lose You got me going And I'm working like a dog on a chain gang The way you dish it up You make me feel a whole lot of pain babe That anyway, try to say Words just seem to thank you Oh, what is wrong with you? I might feel the same but that ain't good news In those things you say You seem to want to play like a voodoo You could be clever They would say you fit the part, I say you do You cook me plain mistakes Dish you up and serve you on the TV. Not me, but shall I state it, overate it Your time and place is big see, see, see, see Oh, what is wrong with you? I might feel the same but that ain't good news