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Albums:

Is This Whatcha Wont? (Barry White) · Is This Whatcha Wont? (Barry White) · You Wont Be Satisfied (Ella Fitzgerald) · Can't Complain (The Bacon Brothers) · Can't Complain (The Bacon Brothers) · Lord, I Won't Complain (Hutchinson, Hutch) · I Can't Complain (Phoebe Snow) · Time Marches On: Derrick Morgan Sings Ska, Rocksteady and Reggae (Derrick Morgan) · Derrick Le Lacheur And The Swing Kings (Derrick Le Lacheur and the Swing Kings) · Derrick Meets the Highnotes (Derrick Morgan) – and 2 other albums »


Caramel kisses you send my way 
I won't complain, just don't go away 

Caramel kisses you send my way 
I won't complain, just don't go away
the snow from any mountain
And make a madman sane 
He won't ever complain

In the everglades
In the backyard lit by fairy lights
With garlands let us
We must strive to be
Be like the moon
To be kind
Distracted by its tune
'Cause these days are numbered
This life absolute
We all complain if it
And I said before
I don't want no more
And I can't complain
'Cause my minds insane

I won't say it again and I won't even think about it
I just
As life traces the lines in our faces
I won't look away
Some die too young
Some live too long
How dark is gone
the August heat
Or on a frozen, rotted road
With no one to complain to about your achin' feet

You're gonna walk that endless highway
Walk that highway
the August heat
Or on a frozen, rotted road
With no one to complain to about your achin' feet

You're gonna walk that endless highway
Walk that highway
drink a lot 
Of sparkling wine 
Hey, it's a ragged race can ya stand the pace 
Of a love like mine 
I'm warnin' you now so don't complain 
About my
I can't complain I've made myself a name
And all I really want is five minutes of fame
Some material wealth and a life in good health
'cause all I
the August heat
Or on a frozen, rotted road
With no one to complain to about your achin' feet

You're gonna walk that endless highway
Walk that highway
Little roadside restaurant we artfully complain
Groovy tells the waitress that his chicken died in vain
Most every day goes by according to design
Step in from the rain
It's the nightingales on 2nd avenue and I can't complain
It's a busy night
The regulars know me but all the same they decide
this ol' boy just don't fit 
Well I can jump in a rosebush and come out smelling like
Those misters dressed in blue never done so right by me 
Some
shit I won't write
Cause my niggas still selling dope like they ain't on their third strikes
Camping out in that corridor, fuck you waiting on Jordans
gone
By providence I'm sent
Into this unsuspecting tavern 
To build and feed on your discontent

No I won't regret
The air is thick and wet
With
ol' boy just don't fit
Well I can jump in a rosebush and come out smelling like sh...

Those misters dressed in blue never done so right by me
Some
flavoured
I don't wanna be the one

throw me away I'm back so fast that you won't believe it
Don't complain surrender is now the only option don't resrtrain
to all begins
Or complain

We don't need the morning
And we barely need our names
I won't call the cause of comfort
Oh no, I'm not afraid

Ah
Ah
blind
I don't know I can't say
It seems its always been this way
You won't feel or complain
The gentle leech will cause no pain
So many years that you sacrificed
So many chances you let go by
And girl never once did
you complain, no way
And now he's got nerve just
1996, it began. Spawning a king, dawning a reign. Learn to live with pain and you won't complain. That which doesn't kill you, only makes you
blind
I don't know I can't say
It seems its always been this way
You won't feel or complain
The gentle leech will cause no pain
And i certainly won't do it
That leaves you, you'll have to do it

I know that you've been wondering
If i'm the same man inside
Never tried to fool
Popping bottles, blowing paper
Balling hard, he know they hating
But they gon' respect it, cause he rocked Tony
And Tony had the hood on smash by his lonely
a mini-skirt
Am I givin' you the right to flirt?
I won't compromise my point of view
Absolutely not, absolutely not

Told myself I won't complain
But some