Don't Mess With Cupid
You must have thought my love was for fun
You tried to spend it like a dollar
You got the right string, baby
But your yo-yo is the wrong color
Don’t you mess with Cupid
Cupid, he’s not stupid
Don’t you mess with Cupid
Cupid, he’s not stupid
You thought my love was just a rug on the floor
Just to walk on and nothing more
You just don’t seem to understand
That I’m a man, baby—a full-grown man
Don’t you mess with Cupid
Cupid, he’s not stupid
Don’t you mess with Cupid
Cupid, he’s not stupid
When I look for you, you’re never home
Like a lamp, you turn me off and on
But like a shade that dims the light
When it’s opened, I can’t do nothing right
I’m warning you, baby
Don’t you mess with this Cupid
Baby, he’s not stupid
compositores da letra "Don't Mess With Cupid": GEORGES ABER, STEPHEN LEE CROPPER, EDDIE FLOYD, WILLIA DEAN PARKER
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