Lletres: The Animals. Stop.

Stop what you´re doin´, baby come a little closer to me.
Tell me all your troubles, tell me ev´rything;
I´ll give you sympathy.

You´re not supposed to say no,
but when you do,
I can´t control myself (control myself)
You´re not supposed to refuse;
my love for you will make you satisfied sleep,
Lord, Oh (come on, baby)(satisfied)

Stop feelin´ sorry, don´t you know
I´ll give you anything you say.
(What I say)
Look inside my lonely room and tell me
do you really dig my lonely ways.

You´re not supposed....................


Dream on, dream on, dream on...........
Stop it, baby!

You´re not supposed to say no but when you do,
I get upset inside.
You´re not supposed to say no when do
I can´t control (myself, myself, myself)
Hey! You better stop it, baby!

(Sterling/Kesterson/Haney)