MISTREATER

 

I don’t understand how you can make me blue.

After all the loving that I’ve given you.

One of these days mean mistreater, it’s gonna get to you

Then you’re gonna wish that I was back cause my loving was true.

 

But you love your freedom yes you love your freedom, you do.

Yes you love your freedom, though you leave me bleeding,

What a bad thing to do now mama

 

Mistreater, mistreater, You’re mistreating me.

Mistreater, mistreater, You’re mistreating me.

Mistreater, mistreater, You’re mistreating me.

Mistreater, mistreater, You’re mistreating me.

 

One of these days and it wont be long

You’re gonna be wishing I was back at home

Wanting me, missing me, wishing that I wasn’t gone

You’re gonna have to find another fool, or go at it alone.

 

Cause you love your freedom, yes you love your freedom, you do.

Yes you love your freedom, always you leave me bleeding

What a bad thing to do now mama

 

Mistreater, mistreater, You’re mistreating me.

Mistreater, mistreater, You’re mistreating me.

Mistreater, mistreater, You’re mistreating me.

Mistreater, mistreater, You’re mistreating me.

Oh Yeah!

  

Words and music by George Rangel

Copyright 2010 Rangel Music

 

 

 

THE PLAYERS

George Rangel - Lead vocal, guitar

Clark Buttons - Back up vocals, drums

Jake Jacobson- Back up vocal, bass guitar

Produced and mixed by George Rangel

Recorded at Backstreet Studio, Los Angeles, California, USA

 

 

 

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