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It's honest, I'm ticking those boxes Make out like Speedy Gonzales Finito, a lier I-ya, I-ya think I'm on fire Flawless, look at your faces Two sides don't make me hate this I'm on it, I call it, lier, lier your words expire And you can hit me down Sonny But Sonny only got so much more And, and you can hit me down Sonny But Sonny can't help me no more Hey yah, hey now now, Sonny won't get me down He aint' got my soul, he ain't got my anything down, down Wall paint, crawling on elbows I make you a little no-show On tip-toes, behind, spin around around around and I'll find you Forecast, this is a heatwave I'll make you a banging headache Controlling, so lonely Lier, lier jump in the fire And you can hit me down Sonny But Sonny only got so much more And, and you can hit me down Sonny But Sonny can't help me no more Hey ya, hey now now, Sonny won't get me down He aint' got my soul, he ain't got my anything down, down Honest, I'm packing them boxes Kicking you out like Speedy Gonzales Finito, you lier I-ya, I-ya your things are on fire Flawless, sick of your faces Two sides don't make hate this I'm on it, I call it, might as well make the most of it Did you ever think you'd see me Like this? Like this? Like this? Hey! Like this?
Writer(s): Jules De Martino, Katie Rebecca White Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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