W&W & Harris & Ford & TRIIIPL3 INC - Fantasy Songtext
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He said "I'll tell you what, I'm sorry, but I don't think I can be Of any help, think I need help now," is what he said to me Might even need it more than me now, oh, the irony I'm so messed up, I sent my therapist to therapy "I tell you what, I'm sorry, but I thought I'd never see A case as bad as yours, don't think I have a remedy," mm Think he needs help now, oh, the irony I'm so messed up, I sent my therapist to therapy
Now hush, little baby, don't you cry Everything's gonna be alright Stiffen that upper lip up, little lady, I told ya Daddy's here to hold ya through the night I know Mommy's not here right now, and we don't know why We feel how we feel inside It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby But I promise, Momma's gon' be alright
I've heard there was a secret chord That David played, and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do ya? Well, it goes like this, the fourth, the fifth The minor fall, the major lift The baffled king composing ''Hallelujah''
