Don’t Give’r It All - Daniel Bedingfield

You can play it hard

You can play it fast

You can play it slow so that it’ll last

You can play it cool

You can play it sweet

You can push the tempo

Push the beat

But as soon as you give the game away

Let me tell you my friend

You’ll be the last on

Last on

Last on

Don’t give’r it all

Don’t give’r it all

Don’t give’r it all

Don’t give’r it all

Don’t give’r it all

Don’t give’r it all

Don’t let her sense the need

You gotta take the lead

But you gotta go easy to succeed

If she don’t pick up the phone

You gotta get her alone

So give a tug on the hook

The game is on

But if you lose control and you let her know

Then forget the romance

You’ll be the last on

Last on

Last on

Don’t give’r it all

Don’t give’r it all

Don’t give’r it all

Don’t give’r it all

Don’t give’r it all

Don’t give’r it all

I’m getting off at number four

And you’ll never see me turn around

Turn around

Don’t give’r it all

Don’t give’r it all

Don’t give’r it all

Don’t give’r it all

Don’t give’r it all

Don’t give’r it all