 Written by Dennyz Pop, Max Martin and Herbert Crichlow
Original 3T come through
And cut clean
It's gotta be you
Bop your heads to this
It's gotta be you
No one else can do
All the things you do
I miss the way you feel
Can't believe you're gone for real
I gave you all I had
A lover's paradise gone bad
I see you in the movies
And on the paper
And in every face I know
I'm trying to forget you
But I can't girl
True love is not for sure
It's gotta be you
No one else can do
All the things you do
It's gotta be you
Give me one more chance
To get next to you
It's gotta be you
It's gotta be you
Really what I want
Really what I need
And I really know
I really want you back
You've got me like a zombie
Nymphoniac getting none
See, I really miss
My little cutie cat
It's getting kind of crasy
The gound is getting shaky
Got myself a triple head
And everything is black
Cronic like a bomb
Blow me up and now you're gone
'Cause ya wappy headed friends
Say I'm bad
That's a fact
I see you in the movies
And on the paper
And in every face I know
I'm trying to forget you
But I can't girl
True love is not for sure
It's gotta be you
No one else can do
All the things you do
It's gotta be you
Give me one more chance
To get next to you
It's gotta be you
I need a second chance
I need some time to understand
Is this how it all will and
No explainations in your game
(Bop you heads to this, come on y'all)
It's gotta be you
(I tried to find a reason)
(But I guess you've got your own)
(I hear it on the grapevine)
(That you're not mine)
(Now I've got to let you know)
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