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Listen up, listen up!
Hey, hey!
He wanna take me to the aftershow party
But he can't get no admission
And nobody seem to know him at all so I say
Are you really a musician?
I can see you got a heart of gold
But you ain't got no rhythm in your bones
I ain't got no defense
Look you're the sweetest liar I know, I know
But you ain't never played the bass
You ain't never played the bass
Still the music don't feel like it did when I felt it with you
But you ain't never played the bass
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
He takes my hand and leads me to the bar buying drinks
While he's counting on his loose change
He's tripping honest without knowing that I already
Slipped my number in his wallet
I can see you got a heart of gold
Pretty sure the best is yet to know
And I ain't got no defense
Look you're the sweetest liar I know, I know
But you ain't never played the bass
You ain't never played the bass
Still the music don't feel like it did when I felt it with you
But you ain't never played the bass
(No, no, no)
You ain't never played the bass
(No, no, no)
Still the music don't feel like it did when I felt it with you
Somebody call a doctor
Call him up quick
Been gettin' to my heart
Then you know me lovesick
[x2]
But you ain't never played the bass
You ain't never played the bass
Still the music don't feel like it did when I felt it with you
But you ain't never played the bass
You ain't never played the bass
Still the music don't feel like it did when I felt it with you
Somebody call a doctor
Call him up quick
Been gettin' to my heart
Then you know me lovesick
[x2]