do what you did get get 'em to keep 'em he said;
but the boy don't follow his own rules in bed...
and he think I don't know what he thinkin'--
actin' funny when he think I'm asleep and--
tellin' me lies like I can't see right through 'em.
Boy don't follow his own rules
He preach rock n' roll but he give me the blues.
put on them shoes and get to walkin'
I'll be dancin'-everyone else romancin'
'til he come crawlin' back. ..
but it's already too late, Jack.
I don't need you. I don't need you.
I'll find another fuck to not care
and you have good luck over there
you can go ahead and keep my underwear.
for those fond memories-of days of you and me
when you said I was your lady-
Jack you better be afraid of me...
Boy don't follow his own rules.
He preach rock n' roll but he give me the blues.
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if you know me and ask questions...fuck off because you're an idiot.
anyway, here's another one.
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Don't tell me anything, I'm not gonna listen
Take a look at my life-and everything I have gotten myself in
but I don't mind, I will take it
hold my head up high, take another hit.
Now I'm hurting, but that's just fine
I'm figuring out my life
I'm the one that got away
and they'll realize some other day
when it's too late.
Check mate.
It's okay that I am down
I'll get back up again
and watch all the regrets
as they start pouring in--it ain't a sin
but that don't make nobody (NOBODY)
a better person
now it's back to the drawing board
'til everyone's done bein' sore.
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