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Son Of A Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You)

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Janet Jackson, Carly Simon

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Bài hát son of a gun (i betcha think this song is about you) do ca sĩ Janet Jackson, Carly Simon thuộc thể loại Pop. Tìm loi bai hat son of a gun (i betcha think this song is about you) - Janet Jackson, Carly Simon ngay trên Nhaccuatui. Nghe bài hát Son Of A Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You) chất lượng cao 320 kbps lossless miễn phí.
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Lời bài hát: Son Of A Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You)

Nhạc sĩ: Janet Jackson, James Harris, Terry Lewis, Carly Simon

Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650

Ha-ha, hoo-hoo, thought you'd get the money, too Greedy motherfucker, I think you need it, too Son of a gun Son of a gun You're such a romantic hero The way you dress and look yourself over It's no wonder you would ponder that image Of your pre-nuke self in the mirror Sharp shooter and a breakin' heart Baby trigger, oh, second pistol Hollerin' at everything that blocks No substance, just small talk Know how you're feelin' on the girls behind You gotta stay Z, one track mind Workin' your back until you think you'll find Who's goin' home with you tonight Oh, who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna steal from? Who's your next victim? Oh, who you gonna lie to? Who you gonna cheat on? Who you gonna leave alone? Oh, what you gonna tell her After she discovers you don't really love her? Oh, it's gonna be a showdown Knock, knock, get out, I'll come soon, too I'll bet you think this song is about you I'll bet you think this song is about you I'll bet you think this song is about you I'll bet you think this song is about you Don't you, don't you, don't you? Who, who thought you'd get the money, too? Greedy motherfuckers try to hide that cake you need it to You tell him, Carly Clowns in my coffee Clowns in my coffee Who, who thought you'd get the money, too? Greedy motherfuckers try to hide that cake you need it to Swear to me, but I'm not your type You think you hurt me, and you're so right I'd rather keep the trash and throw you out Stupid bitch in my beach house Know where you could go and act a fool And be the least story All you can do is die by me, sucker I'd rather be your lover I'd rather make you suffer, you stupid mother Who, who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna steal from? Who's your next victim? Who, who you gonna lie to? Who you gonna cheat on? Who you gonna leave alone? Who, what you gonna tell her? After she discovers you don't really love her Who, who's gonna be your showdown? Knock, knock, get out, I'll come soon, too I'll bet you think this song is about you I'll bet you think this song is about you I'll bet you think this song is about you I'll bet you think this song is about you Don't you, don't you, don't you Who, who thought you'd get the money, too? Greedy motherfuckers try to hide that cake you need it to You tell them, Carly Clouds of various shapes and sizes Most guys like to evaluate their prizes We come with so many different tricks The apricot scarf was worn by Nick Nothing in the words referred to Mick Tried to chip a boy in his shoulder I just knocked it off Show me what you're gonna do I ain't bout to run You have just run out of ammunition I'm a storm cloud, baby You can roll like thunder You can roll like thunder all over me No, no, no, no, no It's not what you say, it's what you do You're so vain You probably think this song is about you Don't you, don't you, don't you, don't you I'll bet you think this song is about you I'll bet you think this song is about you I'll bet you think this song is about you I'll bet you think this song is about you I'll bet you think this song is about you I'll bet you think this song is about you I'll bet you think this song is about you I'll bet you think this song is about you Don't you? Don't you? Don't you? I'll bet you think this song is about you I'll bet you think this song is about you I'll bet you think this song is about you I'll bet you think this song is about you Don't you? Don't you? Don't you? I'm gone I'm gone Janet and me, thick as thieves Never met yet, but I'll venture a bet There's a common threat to our common dream And if it wasn't for that damn cream There'd be no clouds in my coffee Clouds in my coffee Who do you think you are? Rambo? Or a cumulonimbus capillatus? Or a cirrus or an alto-stratus? Somebody to make somebody like me proud In the encyclopedia of clouds No, no, no, no It's not what you say, it's what you do You're so vain You probably think this song is about you You probably think this song is about you Yeah, you probably think this song is about you That's right, girl, it's about you Girl, it's about you Girl, you probably think this song is about you

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