Kim Wilde - Hit Him lyrics
[Kim Wilde - Hit Him lyrics]
Oh, oh, oh, oh do do, do do, do
Too much time talking at each other
Seems you've got a different point of view
Lets just relax, get down to basic facts
I'll tell you just exactly what to do
You want the car, oh, yeah
Well every penny in my pocket isn't yours
My friend
I'm gonna do what my mama says, so she said
Hit him, hit him in the heart
That's where it's gonna hurt
Hit him, hit him in the heart
Don't let him treat you like dirt (O oh)
I don't wanna sound like I'm complaining
But what's it got to do with love at all?
It's a private deal, it's painful and so real
You make me feel like I just want to crawl
What's yours is yours, oh, yeah
If you want to get your bags
Well I'll leave them in the wall
I'm gonna do what my mama says, oh oh
She said
Hit him, hit him in the heart
That's where it's gonna hurt
Hit him, hit him in the heart
Don't let him treat you like dirt (Wow)
Ooh, ugh that's what you gotta do
Gotta hit him yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Wow)
You've been spreading rumours all about me
But all these things you said
Are just not true
Sticks and stones can break my bones
But boy, they're gonna hurt you too
I've got my pride, oh, yeah
So I'll just take your heart and
Beat it black and blue
I'm gonna do what my mama said, mama said
She said
Hit him, hit him in the heart
That's where it's gonna hurt
Hit him, hit him in the heart
Don't let him treat you like dirt (No)
Hit him, hit him in the heart
That's where it's gonna hurt
Hit him, hit him in the heart
Don't let him treat you like dirt (Wow)
Uh huh it's what you gotta do
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Wow)
D-d don't let him treat you like dirt
It's what you gotta do
It's what you gotta do
Too much time talking at each other
Seems you've got a different point of view
Lets just relax, get down to basic facts
I'll tell you just exactly what to do
You want the car, oh, yeah
Well every penny in my pocket isn't yours
My friend
I'm gonna do what my mama says, so she said
Hit him, hit him in the heart
That's where it's gonna hurt
Hit him, hit him in the heart
Don't let him treat you like dirt (O oh)
I don't wanna sound like I'm complaining
But what's it got to do with love at all?
It's a private deal, it's painful and so real
You make me feel like I just want to crawl
What's yours is yours, oh, yeah
If you want to get your bags
Well I'll leave them in the wall
I'm gonna do what my mama says, oh oh
She said
Hit him, hit him in the heart
That's where it's gonna hurt
Hit him, hit him in the heart
Don't let him treat you like dirt (Wow)
Ooh, ugh that's what you gotta do
Gotta hit him yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Wow)
You've been spreading rumours all about me
But all these things you said
Are just not true
Sticks and stones can break my bones
But boy, they're gonna hurt you too
I've got my pride, oh, yeah
So I'll just take your heart and
Beat it black and blue
I'm gonna do what my mama said, mama said
She said
Hit him, hit him in the heart
That's where it's gonna hurt
Hit him, hit him in the heart
Don't let him treat you like dirt (No)
Hit him, hit him in the heart
That's where it's gonna hurt
Hit him, hit him in the heart
Don't let him treat you like dirt (Wow)
Uh huh it's what you gotta do
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Wow)
D-d don't let him treat you like dirt
It's what you gotta do
It's what you gotta do