Parliament - All Your Goodles Are Gone lyrics

I am through with you Baby, I refuse to be blue Let hurt put you in the loser's seat Let hurt put you behind the wheel (Hurt put you in the loser's seat) Shame, shame on me For thinking that I could possibly be The exclusive one of your choice In this world infested with boys Well, now I know that I am first on your list And if I leave, I'm gonna be missed I cannot take a chance on you It's so easy to become number two And I refuse to be blue Baby, I'm crying you will lose Let hurt put you in the loser's seat Let hurt put you behind the wheel (Hurt put you in the loser's seat) Let you see how does it feel (let you see how it feels) To be un-for-real (to be un-for-real) To be without a love of your own (without a love of your own) And all your goodies are gone (all your goodies are gone) All your goodies are gone (all your goodies are gone) So good I had known that your love was good But it don't rectify how I'll cry If you ever say goodbye I refuse to be blue Meaning, I'm cutting you a-loose Let hurt put you in the loser's seat Let hurt put you behind the wheel hurt put you in the loser's seat Let you see how it feels (let you see how it feels) To be un-for-real (to be un-for-real) To be without a love of your own (without a love of your own) And all your goodies are gone (all your goodies are gone) All your goodies are gone (all your goodies are gone) All your goodies are gone