Son Of A Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You) (Clean Version)
Janet Jackson, 陈美"Son Of A Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You) (Clean Version)" is a song by Janet Jackson, 陈美, released in 2001 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:47 long and contains 85 lines and 602 words.
0:00Ha ha Hoo hoo
0:01Thought you'd get the money too
0:02Greedy muther****ers
0:03Try to have your cake and eat it too
0:14You're such a romantic hero
0:16The way you dress and look yourself over
0:18It's no wonder you would ponder that image
0:20Of your greedy self in the mirror
0:23Sharp shooter into breakin' hearts
0:25A baby jiggalo a *** pistol
0:27Hollerin' at everything that walks
0:30No substance just small talk
0:32Know why you're feelin' on that girl's behind
0:34You got a sleazy one track mind
0:37Workin' your work until you find
0:39Who's goin' home with you tonight
0:41Oh who you gonna give it to who you gonna steal it from
0:45Who's your next victim
0:46Oh who you gonna lie to who you gonna cheat on
0:49Who you gonna leave alone
0:50Oh what you gonna tell her after she discovers
0:54You don't really love her
0:55Oh it's gonna be a show down knock down drag down
0:58Gun slugger shoot them up
0:59I betcha think this song is about you
1:04I betcha think this song is about you
1:08I betcha think this song is about you
1:13I betcha think this song is about you
1:16Don't you don't you don't you
1:20Ha ha hoo hoo
1:21Thought you'd get the money too
1:22Greedy ************s
1:23Try to have the cake and eat it too
1:28You tell 'em carly
1:29Clouds in my coffee clouds in my coffee
1:34Ha ha hoo hoo
1:35Thought you'd get the money too
1:36Greedy ************s
1:37Try to have the cake and eat it too
1:39Sweatin' me but I'm not you're type
1:41You think you irk me and you're so right
1:43I'd rather keep the trash and throw you out
1:45Stupid ***** in my beach house
1:48No I ain't gonna go and act a fool
1:50And be the lead story on the ***** news
1:53Not me sucker I'd never be your lover
1:55I'd rather make you suffer you stupid mother ****er
1:57Oh who you gonna give it to who you gonna steal it from
2:00Who's your next victim
2:01Oh who you gonna lie to who you gonna cheat on
2:05Who you gonna leave alone
2:06Oh what you gonna tell her after she discovers
2:09You don't really love her
2:11Oh it's gonna be a show down knock down drag down
2:14Gun slugger shoot them up
2:15I betcha think this song is about you
2:20I betcha think this song is about you
2:24I betcha think this song is about you
2:29I betcha think this song is about you
2:32Don't you don't you don't you
2:36Ha ha hoo hoo
2:37Thought you'd get the money too
2:38Greedy ************s
2:39Try to have the cake and eat it too
2:43You tell 'em carly
2:45Clouds of various shapes and sizes
2:48Most guys like to evaluate their prizes
2:52We come with so many different tricks
2:54The apricot scarf was worn by nick
2:56Nothing in the words refer to nick
2:59Got a chip upon your shoulder I just knocked it off
3:03Show me what you're gonna do I ain't about to run
3:08You have just run out of ammunition
3:13Shootin' blanks now you son of a gun
3:20Oh who you gonna give it to who you gonna steal it from
3:23Who's your next victim
3:24Oh who you gonna lie to who you gonna cheat on
3:28Who you gonna leave alone
3:29Oh what you gonna tell her after she discovers
3:32You don't really love her
3:33Oh it's gonna be a show down knock down drag down
3:36Gun slugger shoot them up
3:38I betcha think this song is about you
3:42I betcha think this song is about you
3:47I betcha think this song is about you
Ha ha Hoo hoo Thought you'd get the money too Greedy muther****ers Try to have your cake and eat it too You're such a romantic hero The way you dress and look yourself over It's no wonder you would ponder that image Of your greedy self in the mirror Sharp shooter into breakin' hearts A baby jiggalo a *** pistol Hollerin' at everything that walks No substance just small talk Know why you're feelin' on that girl's behind You got a sleazy one track mind Workin' your work until you find Who's goin' home with you tonight Oh who you gonna give it to who you gonna steal it from Who's your next victim Oh who you gonna lie to who you gonna cheat on Who you gonna leave alone Oh what you gonna tell her after she discovers You don't really love her Oh it's gonna be a show down knock down drag down Gun slugger shoot them up I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you Don't you don't you don't you Ha ha hoo hoo Thought you'd get the money too Greedy ************s Try to have the cake and eat it too You tell 'em carly Clouds in my coffee clouds in my coffee Ha ha hoo hoo Thought you'd get the money too Greedy ************s Try to have the cake and eat it too Sweatin' me but I'm not you're type You think you irk me and you're so right I'd rather keep the trash and throw you out Stupid ***** in my beach house No I ain't gonna go and act a fool And be the lead story on the ***** news Not me sucker I'd never be your lover I'd rather make you suffer you stupid mother ****er Oh who you gonna give it to who you gonna steal it from Who's your next victim Oh who you gonna lie to who you gonna cheat on Who you gonna leave alone Oh what you gonna tell her after she discovers You don't really love her Oh it's gonna be a show down knock down drag down Gun slugger shoot them up I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you Don't you don't you don't you Ha ha hoo hoo Thought you'd get the money too Greedy ************s Try to have the cake and eat it too You tell 'em carly Clouds of various shapes and sizes Most guys like to evaluate their prizes We come with so many different tricks The apricot scarf was worn by nick Nothing in the words refer to nick Got a chip upon your shoulder I just knocked it off Show me what you're gonna do I ain't about to run You have just run out of ammunition Shootin' blanks now you son of a gun Oh who you gonna give it to who you gonna steal it from Who's your next victim Oh who you gonna lie to who you gonna cheat on Who you gonna leave alone Oh what you gonna tell her after she discovers You don't really love her Oh it's gonna be a show down knock down drag down Gun slugger shoot them up I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you I betcha think this song is about you
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