Nothing on Me

Saw that little fibber in the Wades
And I'm sure he's good at holding your hands
But I promise he got nothing on me, yeah, I promise he got nothing on me
And he's probably a really nice guy, and he's probably the one you admire
But I promise he got nothing on me, yeah, I promise he got nothing on me, on me

I'm swimming laps in your eyes, and they're deeper than oceans
'Cause I see you looking, and I know that look in your eyes
And I guess that I'm not the best at suppressing emotions
But, when I see you with him, girl, something inside of me dies

'Cause he ain't really 'bout it like that
I can see it in his eyes, there's a hundred million guys like that, ooh
Says he loves you, but he's telling you lies
It's all coming from the right side like that

When your man eats paddle pop cyclones and bites into the side of it like it's a corn on the cob
Your man's weird

Your man hits the gym every day, so he can lift a really big weight
But I promise he got nothing on me, yeah, I promise he got nothing on me
And he probably has a really nice car
And doesn't order Fanta when you go to the bar, but even with all that
I promise you he got nothing on me, and Fanta is a really nice drink

'Cause I'm swimming laps in your eyes, and they're deeper than oceans
'Cause I see you looking, and I know that look in your eyes
And I guess that I'm not the best at suppressing emotions
Oh, when I see you with him, girl, something inside of me dies

'Cause he ain't really 'bout it like that
I can see it in his eyes, there's a hundred million guys like that, ooh
Says he loves you, but he's telling you lies
It's all coming from the right side like that

I saw you on the street with him later
Up on Nelson Street, just holding his hand
I guess that he had something on me, yeah, I guess that he had something on me
And he's probably the one you adore, but I know that I'd be liking you more
But I guess that he had something on me, yeah, I guess that he had something on me, on me