LEARNING TO FLY

They're drunk. I can smell the beer. Laughing and shouting. Their hands sticking out, jabbing their fingers in some drunken impression of Posh Spice.

lunes, 20 de octubre de 2008

..::WOMANIZER::..


Superstar,Where you from? How's it going?I know you,gotta clue what you're doingYou can play brand new to all the other chicks out hereBut I know what you are, what you are babyLook at you,Gettin' more than just a re-upBaby you,Got all the puppets with their strings upFakin' like a good one, but I call 'em like I see 'emI know what you are, what you are baby
Daddy-O,You got the swagger of a championToo bad for you,You just can't find the right companionI guess when you have one too many, Makes it hard, it could be easyWho you are, that's just who you are babyLollipop,Must mistake me, your're a suckerTo think that I,Would be a victim not anotherSay it, play it how you wannaBut no way, I'm never gonna fall for you, never you baby
Womanizer, woman-womanizerYou're a womanizerOh womanizer,Oh you're a womanizer babyYou, you, you areYou, you, you areWomanizer, womanizer, womanizer (womanizer)
Boy don't try to front,I-I know just, just what you are-are-areBoy don't try to front,I-I know just, just what you are-are-areYou got me goin',You're oh so charmingBut I can't do it,You womanizerBoy don't try to front,I-I know just, just what you are-are-areBoy don't try to front,I-I know just, just what you are-are-areYou say I'm crazy,I got your crazyYou're nothing but a womanizer

No hay comentarios: