Tracy Chapman (Let It Rain; 2002; Tracy Chapman; AGP)
Mm-hm-mm,
Some say you’re crazy, say that you’re no good, Say your family’s cursed with bad blood. [But] I think you’re cute and misunderstood, I wouldn’t cha-ange you if I could.
Let ’em talk you down an' call you names, (ooh-, uh-uh) My mind’s made up it ain’t gonna change. I’m {sure in my heart} happy and free (ooh-, uh-uh) You’re the one, you’re the one, you’re the one for me-ee.
Some say you’re bitter, think you’re mean, Uncouth, untamed an' unrestrained. [But] I think you’re sensitive and sweet. Stay as you are - don’t change a thi-ing!
Let ’em talk you down an' call you names, (ooh-, uh-uh) My mind’s made up it ain’t gonna change. I’m {sure in my heart} happy and {free} (ooh-, uh-uh) You’re the one, you’re the one, you’re the one for me-ee.
Some say you’re bawdy, wicked and wild, A restless useless juvenile. [But] I think you’re funny and I like your smile, Want to be with you, want you to stay awhi-ile.
Let ’em {talk you down} an' {call you names}, (ooh-, uh-uh) [My] mind’s made up it ain’t gonna change. I’m {sure in my heart} happy and {free} (ooh-, uh-uh) You’re the one, you’re the one, you’re the one for me-ee-ee.
"A no 'count mixed up amount to nothing!", "{A day away from a bum on the street}(-eet)!", "Some {low class kind of} royalty!" - That’s what they {say about you} when they’re {talking to me}-ee.
(Keyboards bridge)
Some say you’re bad, a bad, bad seed, You love to play with fire, you love gambling. But I know what you love and I know what you need, An' I like it when you play with me.
Let ’em {talk you down} an' {call you names}, (ooh-, uh-uh) My mind’s made up it ain’t gonna change. I’m {sure in my heart} happy and {free} (ooh-, uh-uh) You’re the one, you’re the one, you’re the one for me-ee. Sure in my heart happy and {free} (ooh-, uh-uh) You’re the one, you’re the one, you’re the one for me-ee-ee.