Lyrics

A wise man once said time is money So how much money did I lose to you honey? I find it kinda funny You wanna keep this feud running But I'm glad I'm your mind So keep that cannon fire coming, woah Okay, right, let's fight in the late night For a while, go wild, this is juvenile as skate night You don't know how to play nice My little Chiquita, señorita, Juanita Apple of my eye In the eye of the storm Guns and bombs to keep us torn Least your napalm will keep me warm To your new boy let he be warned You're her new toy for blood and gore (What? You didn't know?) So this is war Isn't that what love is for (na-na-na-na) Blood and gore Is all I get for being yours Two heathens ruled by demons That sneak through the trenches in our hearts Oh, no, no, no, no No surrender from the day we part I'll be damned if I can't finish what I start Oh, oh, oh, ow! Oh, so you wanna go to war now? Gonna resume your tour now Lusting for my heart and tear out some more now Busting out the charts and oxen carts The moment we start to fall apart to the core (Wow!) These guns are loud like thunderclouds So I leave for underground to flee the sound Of music, your music Your music that you use as war music Them idyllic days are over I'm composing more music Than you, you choose, use it or lose it Expression as a weapon I do choose to abuse it Check the presses on my record Feel where my grooves is Talk about depression and chemical abuses And nooses, feeling useless Hey, take this, you could use it But you'd probably break it Cry bout how you'll never make it Goodness gracious We've been waiting on your album for ages No traces, and baby They've already ran outta patience What? Juanita, we're still waiting But that's alright, that's okay You barely wrote 'em anyway Half your songs got thrown away Like ballots on voting day Oh, my ballads got more to say Like a bullet to a motorcade Sit down with me And sign this armistice Get your big proboscis Outta my sh-, miss The litmus of our difference Is you going hitless While my record's spinning like a discus Throwing sh- fits while I go the distance Welcome to the new me Paint your nails black and unscrew me But that's okay Juanita Know my business is booming Live vicariously through me Just as embarrassing as it was When you knew me Slander, propaganda? Groovy 'Cause this is war Isn't that what love is for? (You feel me?) Blood and gore Is all I get for being yours Two heathens ruled by demons That sneak through the trenches in our hearts Oh, no, no, no, no No surrender from the day we part I'll be damned if I can't finish what I start (That's alright, that's okay) (That's alright, that's okay) (That's alright, that's okay) (That's alright, that's okay) (That's alright, that's okay) (That's alright, that's okay) (That's alright, that's okay) (That's alright, that's okay) You barely wrote 'em anyway (That's alright, that's okay) Oh C'mon now You barely wrote 'em Barely wrote 'em anyway (that's alright, that's okay) That's alright, that's okay, baby This is what you wanted, right? Sing You barely wrote 'em anyway That's alright that's okay C'mon We're coming for you Juanita, Juanita, Juanita, Juanita Juanita, Juanita, Juanita, ahh!
Writer(s): Norman Whitfield, Barrett Strong Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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