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Don't Ever Think Video (MV)




Performed By: Ola Onabulé
Length: 4:06
Written by: Ola Onabulé




Ola Onabulé - Don't Ever Think Lyrics




DON'T EVER THINK.
Ola Onabule © 1997

VERSE 1
You wanna ride down with the guys from below
You'd better trade up on your soul
You'll need to sound that exotic and cool
That's all the rage round L.A. Pools
You're on the list so all your luck is in town
You might just win a leather suit
And when they're done just leave your mind on the ground
It ain't gonna get much better use

If you mean what you do, Put your pride on the shelf
Right next to losersville ashtray
If the game packs a gun, turn it round on yourself
Just watch the readies roll your way

CHORUS
Don't ever think we don't hear you, we understand you got a plan
Don't ever think we don't see you, not through that door,
'coz we'd hear you more and more

VERSE 2
When speaking lines no need to seem in the mood
Ain't no one listening any way
Serve up the highlights on a bed of fast food
They'll never make the last entree

If you tune in at nine things are real and despair
That stuff just never happens here
So get back to the rh Äyme with the teeth and the hair
She's gonna make it everywhere

MID 8
Every time I hear it, just seems like such a waste
A victim moans I love you from a pretty empty face.
All the doors that opened are shut by closing minds
There ain't no point in searching, for what ain't yours to find

AD LIB. OUT
You got to know we love you more, it's just that you ain't what we're looking for...
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DON'T EVER THINK.
Ola Onabule © 1997

VERSE 1
You wanna ride down with the guys from below
You'd better trade up on your soul
You'll need to sound that exotic and cool
That's all the rage round L.A. Pools
You're on the list so all your luck is in town
You might just win a leather suit
And when they're done just leave your mind on the ground
It ain't gonna get much better use

If you mean what you do, Put your pride on the shelf
Right next to losersville ashtray
If the game packs a gun, turn it round on yourself
Just watch the readies roll your way

CHORUS
Don't ever think we don't hear you, we understand you got a plan
Don't ever think we don't see you, not through that door,
'coz we'd hear you more and more

VERSE 2
When speaking lines no need to seem in the mood
Ain't no one listening any way
Serve up the highlights on a bed of fast food
They'll never make the last entree

If you tune in at nine things are real and despair
That stuff just never happens here
So get back to the rh Äyme with the teeth and the hair
She's gonna make it everywhere

MID 8
Every time I hear it, just seems like such a waste
A victim moans I love you from a pretty empty face.
All the doors that opened are shut by closing minds
There ain't no point in searching, for what ain't yours to find

AD LIB. OUT
You got to know we love you more, it's just that you ain't what we're looking for...
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Writer: Ola Onabulé
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