Yeah, you sure my heart last week, you said you had slept with him. I you called, I got them all.
La, da, da, da, da, da.
Girl, you love what you got, you go and give it away.
But, don't say that I know you. 'Cause, oh, I know, all your type. the type of girl, that texts all day, and talks all night. And, oh, I know, that you are sad I don't bad. 'Cause, even three text messages, four missed calls, You still slept my best friend.
Yeah, you got a lot of nerve, To say this was all my fault. I you called, I got them all.
La, da, da, da, da, da.
Girl, you love what ya got, you go, and give it away.
But, don't say I don't know you. 'Cause, oh, I know, all about type. You're the type of girl, that all day, and talks all night. And, oh, I know, that you are sad I don't bad. 'Cause, even three text messages, four missed calls, You slept with my best friend.
So, I sing, rain, rain, go away, again another day. I say, it's okay, to give a little hell to pay. And, every single time you your way into my sheets The hours to minutes, The turn, into weeks. And, I know, you're so cool, but I be a fool. For taking you in, and letting you win of my heart. And every single you make your way into my sheets, The move to minutes, The days turn weeks.
Rain, rain, go away, come again day. I say, it's okay, to give a little hell, to pay. And, every single you make your way into my sheets The hours to minutes, The turn, into weeks. And I know, so cool, but I must be a fool. For you in and letting you win control of my heart. And, every single you make your way into my sheets, The move to minutes, The turn into weeks.
Oh, I know, all about type. You're the type of girl, texts all day, and talks all night. And, oh, I know, that you are feeling sad, I feel bad 'Cause, even after text messages, four missed calls, You still with my best friend.