1992
Son Of A Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You)
Ha Ha
Hoo Hoo
Thought you'd get the money too
Greedy Motherfuckers
Try to have your cake
And eat it too
Carly:
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 preeny self in the mirror
Sharp shooter into breakin' hearts
A baby gigolo - Sex pistol
Hollerin' at everything that walks
No substance just small talk
Know why you feelin' on that girl's behind
You gotta sleezy one track mind
Workin' your work until you think you find
Who's goin' home with you tonight
Oh, who you give it to
Who you gonna steal it from
Who's your next victim
Oh, who you gonna lie to
Who you gonna cheat on
Who you gonna leave alone
Oh, what ya gonna tell her
After she discovers
You don't really love her
Oh, gonna be a showdown
Knock down - Drag out
Gunslinger shoot 'em up
(Chorus)
I betcha think this song is about you (4X)
Don't you (3X)
Ha Ha
Hoo Hoo
Thought you'd get the money too
Greedy Motherfuckers
Try to have your cake
And eat it too
You tell 'em Carly
Carly:
Clouds in my coffee
Clouds in my coffee
Ha Ha
Hoo Hoo
Thought you'd get the money too
Greedy Motherfuckers
Try to have your cake
And eat it too
Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you irk me and you're so right
I'd rather keep the trash and throw you out
Stupid bitch in my beach house
Naw I ain't gone go and act a fool
And be lead story on the nigga news
Not me sucker
I'll never be your lover
I'm gonna make you suffer
You stupid motherfucker
Oh, who you give it to
Who you gonna steal it from
Who's your next victim
Oh, who you gonna lie to
Who you gonna cheat on
Who you gonna leave alone
Oh, what ya gonna tell her
After she discovers
You don't really love her
Oh, gonna be a showdown
Knock down - Drag out
Gunslinger shoot 'em up
(Chorus)
I betcha think this song is about you (4X)
Don't you (3X)
Ha Ha
Hoo Hoo
Thought you'd get the money too
Greedy Motherfuckers
Try to have your cake
And eat it too
You tell 'em Carly
Carly:
Clouds are 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 refer to Nick
Gotta chip upon your shoulder
I just knocked it off
Show me what you gonna do
I ain't 'bout to run
You have just run out of ammunition
Shootin' blanks now
You son of a gun
Oh, who you give it to
Who you gonna steal it from
Who's your next victim
Oh, who you gonna lie to
Who you gonna cheat on
Who you gonna leave alone
Oh, what ya gonna tell her
After she discovers
You don't really love her
Oh, gonna be a showdown
Knock down - Drag out
Gunslinger shoot 'em up
(Chorus)
I'm gone
Carly:
Janet and me thick as theives
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 cumulo nimbus capilatus or a cirrus or an alto-stratus?
Somebody didn't make somebody like me to make me proud
In the encyclopedia of clouds
No, no, no, no
It's not what you say it's what you do
Your so vain you probably think this song is about you
Truth
How did I get here
Think I know what I did
Always worked real hard
Maybe I missed somethin'
I'm not into pointing fingers
Showing who's right or wrong
I just wanns keep it real
'Cause maybe I was doin' fine on my own
Lsten...
I had a career before now didn't I
I had lots of friends before now didn't I
And I had my fans before now didn't I
And I had my family before now didn't I
(B-Section)
Guess without you
My little life was nothin'
But don't sweat it
Let's say we disagree so
Arguing ain't necessary 'cause
We both have our whole lives left to live
We're both consumed with jealousy
But the truth can set you free
Conversations deep
When you talk to yourself
There's no way to cheat
'Cause you know you can't be no one else
Won't trip out on disappointment
'Cause failure is just not me
Still I gotta do my job
'Cause you know my show can't go on without me
Listen...
I had a career before now didn't I
Sold out 'round the worldbefore now didn't I
I had a few hits before now didn't I
And danced until my feet were sore now didn't I
(B-Section)
Its hard to believe
The love between us is over
It's sad to think we couldn't work it out
But how much is enough to pay for this mistake
Hope your love was sincere
(Chorus 2X)
Do you know the truth
Feel it
Live it
Do you know the truth
Trust it
Believe it
Do you know the truth
You want it
and need it
Do you know the truth
To find it
Embrace it
And never let it go
Someone To Call My Love
Back on the road again
Feeling kinda lonely
And looking for the right guy
To be mine
Friends say I'm crazy 'cause
Easily I fall in love
You gotta do it differently
This time
Maybe we'll meet at a bar
He'll drive a funky car
Maybe we'll meet at a club
In fall so deeply in love
He'll tell me I'm the one
And we'll have so much fun
I'll be the girl of his dreams maybe
(Chorus)
Alright maybe gonna find him today
I gotta get someone to call my lover
Yeah baby come on
Alright baby come in
Pass my way
I gotta get someone to call me love
Yeah baby come on
I E YI - LOL
I spoil them when I'm in love
Given them what they dream of
Sometimes it's not a good thing
But I'm blind
I love hard with everything
Giving my all
More than they
I'll take my friend's advice this time
I'll do it differently
Maybe we'll meet at a bar
He'll drive a funky car
Maybe we'll meet at a club
In fall so deeply in love
He'll tell me I'm the one
And we'll have so much fun
I'll be the girl of his dreams maybe
(Chorus)
I E YI
(Bridge)
My, my
Looking for a guy, guy
I don't want him too shy
But he's gotta have the qualities
That I like in a man
Strong, smart, affectionate
He's gotta be all for me
And I'll be too
You see happily
Maybe we'll meet at a bar
He'll drive a funky car
Maybe we'll meet at a club
In fall so deeply in love
He'll tell me I'm the one
And we'll have so much fun
I'll be the girl of his dreams maybe
(Chorus)