It's been 3 months and 24 days now Never thought I'd see you on the town I thought everybody liked affection I thought I'd pay you some attention
“Luck never keeps its eyes on me” I say to you and you say it back to me You know I would've saved you a seat But you left while I was buying a drink
You can't lie to me in such a small town You talk to her when I turn around I chase after you down the avenue You say you miss me but hate my attitude
(Verse 2: Coco, Coco & Clair Clair)
Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn
Here we go again Every single song we make's Your man's anthem I'm so damn tired Need to check your damn friend
‘Cus these people keep on playin' like they don't know what I'm sayin' What I'm sayin'? Why the fuck is my fucking name in your mouth? If our songs are so shit then why the free clout?
No press needed for like five years ‘Cus silly bitches running round ‘Cus the block got my dick hot n alladat On a couple block lists Yeah, alladat
They ask if I'm fazed I say “no, sorry lad” Got only girlies with taste at the kickback Heard some geezers that never heard of Weezer Talkin' ‘bout a pint in the pub in Ibiza
Sometimes I can't tell work from leisure I just need a dirty martini Maybe a liter
(Outro: Clair Clair)
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