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