Yo-Yo Songtext

von Nicola Roberts

I'm the kind of girl that likes to dream a lot, dream a lot;
Lose myself staring into my coffee cup, coffee cup...
You and me, easy to see;
Why is it a complicated reality?

All the other girls, they say you're full of it, and talking shit;
I know what the deal is - I can handle it, handle it...
You come around, stop messing around;
If you wanna be my baby, please tell me now...

Don't want to be the last to know, oh, oh, oh;
Will it be a yes or no, oh, oh, oh?
You're swingin' me up, you're swingin' me down;
I feel like a yo-yo, yo-yo, yo-yo...

If you would only know what you have done to me, done to me;
Every time we meet, it's like I'm all day long to get ready...
Try all the tricks, check out my list:
Voodoo, yoga, diet soda - look at me now...

Don't want to be the last to know, oh, oh, oh;
Will it be a yes or no, oh, oh, oh?
You're swingin' me up, you're swingin' me down;
I feel like a yo-yo, yo-yo, yo-yo...

Don't want to be the last to know, oh, oh, oh;
Will it be a yes or no, oh, oh, oh?
You're swingin' me up, you're swingin' me down;
I feel like a yo-yo, yo-yo, yo-yo...

All of the things you sayin' - I'm hangin' on your every word;
All of the things you promise - I'm tryin' so hard to make it work...
All of the things you whisper - I get more crazy every day;
All of the things you talkin', all of the things you talkin'...

I'm in the mirror cryin' for you - Should I come or go?
The way you make me feel so good, it's like no one else...
I'm wrapped right around your finger, and I can't let go, I can't let go, I can't let go...

Don't want to be the last to know, oh, oh, oh;
Will it be a yes or no, oh, oh, oh?
You're swingin' me up, you're swingin' me down;
I feel like a yo-yo, yo-yo, yo-yo...

Don't want to be the last to know, oh, oh, oh;
Will it be a yes or no, oh, oh, oh?
You're swingin' me up, you're swingin' me down;
I feel like a yo-yo, yo-yo, yo-yo...