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Baby, you know you ain't no Fridgidaire.You can't keep nothin', tell everything you hear.But everything I know, I keep it to myself,'Cause 'n I ever tell you, you tell someone elseWhat I say.(I'm gonna gotta keep it to myself, heh.)Woman, you know you ain't nothin' but a tattle-tale.You told on my brother, and he landed to jail.You said that, you know, you didn't mean no harm,but they gave him forty days on the County Farm.What I say.(I'm gonna keep it to myself, yeah.)You just a blabber-mouth baby,And spreadin' gossip is your game.When you get to rappin' baby,You make a stool pigeon feel ashamed.Baby you must be from'a outer space.'Cause the way you run your mouth is a natch'l disgrace.I don't know how much trouble you cause',But I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't start the last war.What I say, yeah.SongtexteI've got-ta, I gotta keep it to myself.Lord, I ain't gonna tell nobody else, no.I gotta, I gotta, I gotta keep it to myself.Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah.Hey heyHey hey haay yeeeeeeeeeh yehKeep it all now;I gotta keep it all now.I gotta keep it a-a-a-all now. Aus Songtexte Mania