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Ha, ha, who, who
Thought youd get the too
Greedy
Try to have the and eat it too

Son of a gun
Son of a gun

such a romantic hero
The way you dress and look over
no wonder you would ponder that image
Of your self in the mirror

Go on

shooter into breakin hearts
A baby jiggalo, a sex
Hollerin at everything that
No substance, just talk

why youre feelin on that girls behind
You got a sleazy, one track
Workin your work until you think you
Whos goin home you tonight

Oh, who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna steal it
Whos next victim?
Oh, who you lie to? Who you gonna cheat on?
Who you leave alone?

Oh, What you gonna tell her after she
You dont really her?
Oh, its gonna be a down, knock down, drag down
Gun slugger em up

I betcha think this song is you
I betcha think this song is you
I betcha think this is about you
I betcha think song is about you
Dont you, you, dont you

Ha, ha, who, who
youd get the money too
Greedy
Try to the cake and eat it too

Son of a gun

You tell 'em,
in my coffee
Go on
Clouds in my

Ha, ha, who, who
youd get the money too
Greedy
Try to have the and eat it too

Sweatin me but Im not type
You think you irk me and so right
Id rather keep the and throw you out
Stupid bitch in my beach

No, I gonna go and act a fool
And be the lead on the nigga news
Not me, sucker, Id never be lover
Id rather you suffer, you stupid motha fucker

Oh, who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna it from?
Whos your victim?
Oh, who you gonna lie to? Who you cheat on?
Who you leave alone?

Oh, what you gonna tell her after she
You dont love her?
Oh, its gonna be a down, knock down, drag down
Gun slugger em up

I think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is you
I think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is you
Dont you, you, dont you

Ha, ha, who, who
Thought youd get the too
motherfuckers
Try to have the and eat it too
(Let's dance)

You 'em, Carly

of various shapes and sizes
Most guys like to their prizes
We with so many different tricks
The apricot scarf was by Nick
Nothing in the words refer to

Got a chip upon your shoulder, I knocked it off
Show me youre gonna do, I aint bout to run
You have just run out of
(I'm cloud, baby)
blanks now, you son of a gun
(You can roll thunder all over me)

No, no, no, no, no
Its not you say, its what you do
so vain
You probably think this song is you
Dont you, you, dont you, dont you

I think this song is about you
I betcha this song is about you
I think this song is about you
I betcha this song is about you

I betcha think this song is you
I betcha think this song is you
I betcha this song is about you
I betcha think song is about you
you, dont you, dont you

I betcha think song is about you
I think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is you
I betcha think this is about you
Dont you, dont you, you

Oh, go on

Son of a gun

Go on
and me, thick as thieves
Never met jet but I'll a bet
There's a common threat to our dream
Tell 'em,
And if it wasn't for that damned
be no clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee

Who do you think you are,
Or a cumulonimbus cavulotus or a or an altostratus?
Somebody to make somebody like me
You tell 'em,
In the of clouds?
now
No no no no
It's not what you say, it's you do
so vain, you probably think this song is about you

You 'em, Carly
You probably think this is about you
'em now
Yeah, you probably think this song is you
That's right,
Is you
Go on
Is you
Go on
Is you
You probably this song is about you