So you think that you love me, know that you need me
So if you love me, say you love me
But if you don't just let me go
'Cause teacher, there are things that I don't want to learn
Touch you, think that you're mine
Because there ain't no joy for an uptown boy
Because it ain't no joy for an uptown boy
And the last one I had made me cry
Touch you, think that you're mine
That look in your eyes, telling me no
I know you're wrong, you're not that strong
So when you say that you need me
Oh the last one I had made me cry
I wrote the song, I know it's wrong, just let me go
Because it ain't no joy for an uptown boy
When you were just a stranger and I was at your feet
Oh so I don't want to hold you
Who just isn't willing to try
I'm so cold
And teacher, there are things that I still have to learn
I didn't feel the danger, now I feel the heat
And teacher, there are things that I don't want to learn
Whose teacher has told him goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Let me go
So I don't want to learn to hold you
So I don't want to learn to hold you
But the one thing I have is my pride
Touch you, think that you're mine
That you'll never leave me
Whose teacher has told him goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
I think it's time that you let me know
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