Oh my How I wonder why you took my mag lines And I guess I'll never know Oh well I would give forgiveness but you still dwell On all my past mistakes You don't even like my music taste So give me back my tapes You know music is my escape So give me back my tapes Oh I long for the person I met All those years ago 'Cause I don't even recognize you How could I remind you Won't you give me back my cassettes Do they smell like my cologne Or sound like my voice coming through the phone You don't even like my music taste So give me back my tapes You know music is my escape So give me back my tapes Please don't throw them all away I'll go to another place Please don't throw them all away I'll go to another place Please don't throw them all away I'll go to another place