[Intro: Q-Tip]
Come on, ma, we got to make things right
Sometimes we really need to make things right
Come on, ma, we got to make things right
It's the Abstract, baby, got to make things right
[Verse 1:]
Talkin' 'bout a revolution, or maybe just a change of mind
Working on my constitution, I began to realize
I've been doin' wrong forever
Trouble was my favorite game, yeah
Breakin' hearts I thought was so clever
But, I'm the one who got hurt playin'
I never could see it coming, no
Never could feel it 'til its come and gone
But all of that don't mean nothing, no
When you're all alone
[Chorus:]
Sometimes you gotta do right to be happy
One time you gotta believe in what you feel inside
Sometimes you gotta do right to find happiness
Sometimes, sometimes
(Gotta do right, gotta do right, ahh sometimes)
Come on, ma, we got to make things right
Sometimes we really need to make things right
Come on, ma, we got to make things right
It's the Abstract, baby, got to make things right
[Verse 1:]
Talkin' 'bout a revolution, or maybe just a change of mind
Working on my constitution, I began to realize
I've been doin' wrong forever
Trouble was my favorite game, yeah
Breakin' hearts I thought was so clever
But, I'm the one who got hurt playin'
I never could see it coming, no
Never could feel it 'til its come and gone
But all of that don't mean nothing, no
When you're all alone
[Chorus:]
Sometimes you gotta do right to be happy
One time you gotta believe in what you feel inside
Sometimes you gotta do right to find happiness
Sometimes, sometimes
(Gotta do right, gotta do right, ahh sometimes)
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