I paced around the room looking over the lyrics that I just received. Michael wanted me to perform two songs for tonight but these songs have some strong notes. My voice is too soft for these. What am I going to do?
"Anne mae! What's the problem?'
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"Oh Michael, I can't sing this! My voice isn't strong enough."
"Are you kidding me?" He questioned "you mean to tell me that you can't sing these damn songs?"
"No!"
"Anne mae! I've only known you for a month & you have a powerful voice. These songs describes the theme for tonight. Each theme has a story. These two songs has a story behind it" he explained.
"But Michael!"
"But nothing woman! Get your ass out there & sing that muthafucka!" He said aggressively.
I was taken back from his aggression. He opened the door & pointed his finger telling me to get moving. I made my way towards the door & receiving a hard smack on the ass. I quickly got on stage. The music immediately started.
When I (when I) had you (had you) I treated you bad And wrong, my dear And girl since Since you went away
Don't you know I Sit around With my head hangin' down And I wonder Who's lovin' you
Michael stood near the exit door shaking his leg uncontrollably. He seems nervous about something.
I, I, I, I Should have never ever Ever made you cry And girl since Since you been gone
Don't you know I Sit around With my head hangin' down And I wonder Who's lovin' you
Life without love Is oh, so lonely I don't think I don't think I'm gonna make it All my life (all my life) All my life, yeah (all my life) Belongs to you only Come on and take it, girl Come on and take it Because
Diana walked in the room looking mad as hell. She approached him yelling at him. He ignored her focusing on me only. I have his undivided attention.
All All I can do All I can do Since you've been gone is cry And you, oooh Will never wonder And worry your pretty little head About what I do
Don't you know I Sit around With my head hangin' down And I wonder Who's lovin' you
The music ended but also blending in the second song. I swayed to the beat.
You must understand though the touch of your hand Makes my pulse react That it's only the thrill of boy meeting girl Opposites attract It's physical Only logical You must try to ignore that it means more than that
Diana still yelling in his face trying to get his attention. He stared at me with those beautiful icy blue eyes. Making me cold on the inside.
What's love got to do, got to do with it? What's love but a second-hand emotion? What's love got to do, got to do with it? Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?
It may seem to you that I'm acting confused When you're close to me If I tend to look dazed I've read it someplace I've got cause to be There's a name for it There's a phrase that fits But whatever the reason you do it for me
She finally stopped yelling giving up. She rubbed her head in frustration. She spoke to him calmly.
What's love got to do, got to do with it? What's love but a second-hand emotion? What's love got to do, got to do with it? Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?
I've been taking on a new direction But I have to say I've been thinking about my own protection It scares me to feel this way
She pulled out some papers & said the words "I want a divorce". He turned his head so slightly now having his attention on her.
What's love got to do, got to do with it? What's love but a second-hand emotion? What's love got to do, got to do with it? Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?
What's love got to do, got to do with it? What's love but a sweet old-fashioned notion? What's love got to do, got to do with it? Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?
What's love got to do, got to do with it? What's love but a second-hand emotion? What's love got to do, got to do with it? Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?
He threw the papers at her & walked off angrily. She started sobbing in pain.
What's love? Got to do it Got to do it What's love?
