Don't Be Sore at Me - The Parliaments

Don't be Sore at Me

Don't be sore at me
Love's entitled to one mistake
Hey, and if you're sore at me
My little heart would surely break

My anger clouded my judgement
And I saw a red flake
When my mouth thrown a shred
That my heart couldn't care
My mind was in much conclusion
And it was forced to an unjust conclusion
In a state that ceased our happiness
And our world was filled with loneliness
Darling, forgive me please

Don't be sore at me
Love's entitled to one mistake

Hey, and if you're sore at me
My little heart would surely break

You can cheat on me
Or at least it was said
I reacted with my heart
Instead of my head
Reacted without hesitation
In a form of retaliation
If a little caution had been taken,
I would have found that I was mistaken
Darling, forgive me please

Don't be sore at me
Love's entitled to one mistake
Hey, and if you're sore at me
My little heart would surely break (fades)