Lyric Tales Of Glory

I can t believe the tales you tell me
I ain t buyin the stuff you sell me
Hey baby, I m tellin ya what
You think I m sold, baby I m not
You tell me, tales of glory
But I know, whoa babe, it s the same old story

You think I m gonna fall for you
You reckon that I m goin right thru
But I ain t no adolescent
I m just gonna keep your guessing
You ain t gonna stitch me up
You ll find that I m real bad luck
I m gonna leave you babe
But think of the money you ll save
You tell me, tales of glory
But I know whoa babe it s the same old story

Leave me out, leave me out
Sick and tired without a doubt
Get me out, get me out
Get me out of here

Endlessly, endlessly
You mouth won t set me free
Endlessly, endlessly
Rabbit in my ear