Just because you think you’re so pretty And just because your Mother thinks you’re hot And, just because you think you’ve got something Nobody else has got
You’ve caused me to spend all my money You laughed and called me Old Santa Claus Well, I’m telling you baby, I’m through with you Because, just, just, just because, yeah
There’ll come a time when you’ll be lonesome And there’ll come a time when you’ll be blue And there’ll sure to come a time when Old Santa He won’t pay your bills for you
You’ve cause me to lose all my women And now, you say we are through Well, I’m telling you baby, I was through with you A long, long, long, time ago, yeah
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Just because you think you’re so pretty, Oh! And just because your mama thinks you’re the hottest thing in town Just because you think you’ve got something, something Nobody else has got, yeah
You caused me to spend all of my money, honey You laughed and called me your Old Santa Claus Well, I’d like to tell you, just why I’m through with you It’s because, it’s just, just, just becauseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
