Can I hit you later?
‘Cause it’s my jam.
Rollin’ in my beat up,
Gold Trans Am.
Sorry, I can’t hear you,
And I got plans.
You won’t get me naked,
You had your chance.
I know I said I wouldn’t,
Talk about you publicly but,
That was before I caught you,
Lyin’ and cheating on me, slut!
I was down for you hardcore,
While you were out trying to score,
Found out you’re full of it,
I’m over it, so suck my dick.
A Heart Of Stone on the radio,
And a see your face everywhere I go,
I thought I’d call just to let you know,
I’ve been thinking of you,
Thinking of you, ooh-ooh.
But now my song’s on the radio,
And you see my face everywhere you go,
I thought I’d call just to let you know,
I’ve been thinking of you,
Thinking of you, ooh-ooh.
So I’ve got your message,
Are you having fun,
With your fugly girlfriend?
I’ve moved on.
Can I hit you later?
Gotta get to stage,
In a brand new city,
Gettin’ laid.
I know I said I wouldn’t,
Talk about you publicly but,
That was before I caught you,
Lyin’ and cheating on me, slut!
I was down for you hardcore,
While you were out trying to score,
Found out you’re full of it,
I’m over it, so suck my dick.
A Heart Of Stone on the radio,
And a see your face everywhere I go,
I thought I’d call just to let you know,
I’ve been thinking of you,
Thinking of you, ooh-ooh.
But now my song’s on the radio,
And you see my face everywhere you go,
I thought I’d call just to let you know,
I’ve been thinking of you,
Thinking of you, ooh-ooh.
Oh!
Heart Of Stone on the radio,
And a see your face everywhere I go,
I thought I’d call just to let you know,
I’ve been thinking of you,
Thinking of you, ooh-ooh.
But now my song’s on the radio,
And you see my face everywhere you go,
I thought I’d call just to let you know,
I’ve been thinking of you,
Thinking of you, ooh-ooh. |
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