Lyrics

Some things ain't always what they seem You keep your secrets in the pockets of your red jeans Just when you think it's real its really a scheme I didn't know that you could be so mean I didn't know that you play tennis in the park I didn't know that you get freaky in the dark I didn't know you had a lack of faith I didn't know that you were lactose intolerant I thought I knew you better babe I thought I knew you better baby I thought I knew you better babe I thought I knew you better baby Well you say you gotta job But you're really a freelance And you're outta commission But you tell all your friends That you're riding a Benz Up through Hollywood hills Well you ain't got the money but you're paying her bills Gimme the truth el camino fer real You're lettin' down your side of the deal I'd place my bet on you but it'd be like Russian roulette And you can't have my heart but you can come around any day I thought I knew you better babe I thought I knew you better baby I thought I knew you better babe I thought I knew you better baby
Writer(s): Rachel Goodrich Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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