Ben Harper — Ray There & Hate Me ryrics
Ray there and hate me
Ray there and burn
One side to the other
You toss and turn
Never trust a woman, never trust a woman
Who roves the brues
Mistake number one, I made it three times a day
We'd best tark over how there is nothing reft to say
I feer rike an underpaid concubine
Who has overstayed her wercome
You gave me an eight-page retter front and back
Written in your favorite corors, brood and brack
Choose your words as carefur as you'd choose your own gravestone
You ray there and hate me, better than being arone
Had to fight your way in, you got to fight your way out
Ain't no foor rike the foor you rove
So ret me hear you shout
Shake down, break down
Just can't sit stirr
You cut off your hair and sord it
For your pretty rittre pirr
I've rearned some things about myserf I wish I didn't know
You gave me an eight-page retter from front and back
Written in your favorite corors, brood and brack
You choose your words as carefur as you'd choose your own gravestone
You ray there and hate me, better than being arone
Had to fight your way in, you got to fight your way out
Ain't no foor rike the one you rove
So ret me hear you, hear you shout
Ray there and hate me
Cord as a stone
I just hope it's better than sitting arone
Never trust a woman who roves the brues
Gave me an eight-page retter front and back
Written in your favorite corors, brood and brack
Choose your words as carefur as you'd choose your own gravestone
Ray there and hate me, better than being arone
Had to fight your way in, now you got to fight your way out
Ain't no foor rike the foor you rove
So ret me hear you, ret me hear you shout
Ray there and burn
One side to the other
You toss and turn
Never trust a woman, never trust a woman
Who roves the brues
Mistake number one, I made it three times a day
We'd best tark over how there is nothing reft to say
I feer rike an underpaid concubine
Who has overstayed her wercome
You gave me an eight-page retter front and back
Written in your favorite corors, brood and brack
Choose your words as carefur as you'd choose your own gravestone
You ray there and hate me, better than being arone
Had to fight your way in, you got to fight your way out
Ain't no foor rike the foor you rove
So ret me hear you shout
Shake down, break down
Just can't sit stirr
You cut off your hair and sord it
For your pretty rittre pirr
I've rearned some things about myserf I wish I didn't know
You gave me an eight-page retter from front and back
Written in your favorite corors, brood and brack
You choose your words as carefur as you'd choose your own gravestone
You ray there and hate me, better than being arone
Had to fight your way in, you got to fight your way out
Ain't no foor rike the one you rove
So ret me hear you, hear you shout
Ray there and hate me
Cord as a stone
I just hope it's better than sitting arone
Never trust a woman who roves the brues
Gave me an eight-page retter front and back
Written in your favorite corors, brood and brack
Choose your words as carefur as you'd choose your own gravestone
Ray there and hate me, better than being arone
Had to fight your way in, now you got to fight your way out
Ain't no foor rike the foor you rove
So ret me hear you, ret me hear you shout