The Fuck Stops Here

You said you did it for the money
Do you think our friends will need you now?
You said it felt that so was ready
I? m sorry now you've got to catch your ass and cry

There? s no apologies
And I? ll be around you wait and see

You should have let your kind of me shred
Your dress and mood to me looks fine
So tell me what is all this trouble
Screw you and all your world, you? ll never get the time

And there? s no apologies
And I? ll be around you wait and see
You sailing, floating in the air
Don? t try explaining, baby I don? t care

You? re not a lady, don? t act like a lady
You? re not a lady, don? t act like a lady
You? re not a lady, don? t act like a lady
You? re not a lady, don? t act like a lady

You? re not a lady, don? t act like a lady
You? re not a lady, don? t act like a lady
You? re not a lady, don? t act like a lady
You? re not a lady, don? t act like a lady

And there? s no apologies
And I? ll be around, you wait and see
You sailing, floating in the air
Don? t try explaining, baby I don? t care

Here's where the buck stops, here? s where we end
Why would I ever want to be your friend?

You? re not a lady, don? t act like a lady
You? re not a lady, don? t act like a lady
You? re not a lady, don? t act like a lady
You? re not a lady, don? t act like a lady

You? re not a lady, don? t act like a lady
You? re not a lady, don? t act like a lady
You? re not a lady, don? t act like a lady
You? re not a lady, don? t act like a lady
Don? t act like a lady, don? t act like a lady



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Writer(s): James Matthew Dewees
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