When you give half of you
I want all of you
When you give half of you
I want all of you

When you go by windows you see shadows
When you're shopping for me

'Cause when you give half of you
I want all of you

Sadness is a gentleman's blues
But a good women has her hands to use
An empty package of chips will tell you
What can be sold at market and what can't belongs to you

When you give, when you give half of you
I want all of you