Nothing on Me

Saw that little fibber in the Wades And I'm sure he's good at holding your hands But I promise he got nothing on me, yeah, I promise he got nothing on me And he's probably a really nice guy, and he's probably the one you admire But I promise he got nothing on me, yeah, I promise he got nothing on me, on me I'm swimming laps in your eyes, and they're deeper than oceans 'Cause I see you looking, and I know that look in your eyes And I guess that I'm not the best at suppressing emotions But, when I see you with him, girl, something inside of me dies 'Cause he ain't really 'bout it like that I can see it in his eyes, there's a hundred million guys like that, ooh Says he loves you, but he's telling you lies It's all coming from the right side like that When your man eats paddle pop cyclones and bites into the side of it like it's a corn on the cob Your man's weird Your man hits the gym every day, so he can lift a really big weight But I promise he got nothing on me, yeah, I promise he got nothing on me And he probably has a really nice car And doesn't order Fanta when you go to the bar, but even with all that I promise you he got nothing on me, and Fanta is a really nice drink 'Cause I'm swimming laps in your eyes, and they're deeper than oceans 'Cause I see you looking, and I know that look in your eyes And I guess that I'm not the best at suppressing emotions Oh, when I see you with him, girl, something inside of me dies 'Cause he ain't really 'bout it like that I can see it in his eyes, there's a hundred million guys like that, ooh Says he loves you, but he's telling you lies It's all coming from the right side like that I saw you on the street with him later Up on Nelson Street, just holding his hand I guess that he had something on me, yeah, I guess that he had something on me And he's probably the one you adore, but I know that I'd be liking you more But I guess that he had something on me, yeah, I guess that he had something on me, on me