Son Of A Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You) feat. Carly Simon

歌詞

Ha Ha Hoo Hoo Thought you'd get the money too Greedy Motherfuckers Try to have your cake And eat it too <♪> 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 I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you Don't you Don't you Don't you 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 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 I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you Don't you Don't you Don't you 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 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 I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you Don't you Don't you Don't you I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you Don't you Don't you Don't you I'm gone 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 probably think this song is about you Yeah probably think this song is about you is about you is about you probably think this song is about you