Текст песни B.B. King - It`s My Own Fault
B.B. King - It`s My Own Fault слова песни
It`s my own fault, babyTreat me the way you wanna doIt`s my own fault, babyTreat me the way you wanna doYes when you were loving me, baby (woman)At that time, little girl, I didn`t love youShe used to make her own pay checksAnd bring them all home to meI would go out on the hillside, you knowAnd make every woman look I seeIt`s my own fault, babyTreat me the way you wanna doYes when you were loving me, baby (woman)At that time, little girl, I didn`t love youShe said she was gonna leave meShe`d been running around with the boysShe said she was gonna leave meGonna be over in IllinoisIt`s my own fault, babyTreat me the way you wanna doYes when you were loving me, baby (woman)At that time, little girl, I didn`t love you