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

Son of a gun
Son of a gun

You're such a romantic
The way you dress and yourself over
It's no wonder you would ponder that
Of your self in the mirror

Go on

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

Know why youre feelin on that girls
You got a sleazy, one mind
Workin work until you think you find
Whos goin home with you

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

Oh, What you tell her after she discovers
You dont love her?
Oh, its gonna be a show down, down, drag down
Gun shoot em up

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

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

Son of a gun

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, what you gonna her after she discovers
You dont really love
Oh, its gonna be a show down, knock down, down
Gun slugger em up

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

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

You 'em, Carly

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, go on

Son of a gun

Go on
and me, thick as thieves
Never met jet but venture a bet
There's a threat to our common dream
Tell 'em,
And if it for that damned cream
There'd be no clouds in my coffee, in my coffee

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

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