Mr. Mr.
Hey, Mr Mr
What bothers me is you, you
Hanging around this world alone, and I feel the blues, blues
When I'm talking about it
Nowhere just thinking about it
Hell, I'm fine here
Drinking my wine, my life
And what could be worse is long gone by
When I know in my heart in my head I can do without
In my lungs, in my hands
The heavy eyes of a jealous man
This is everything I've known
What do I really have to offer?
Nothing
Hey, Mr Mr
It bothers me that you, you
Hanging around this world, spinning around
And I feel the blues
When I'm thinking about it
Nowhere just talking about it
Hell, I'm fine here
Drinking my wine, my life
And what could be worse is long gone by
When I know in my heart in my head I can do without
In my lungs, in my hands
The heavy eyes of a jealous man
This is everything I've known
What do I really have to offer?
What do I (what do I?)
What do I (what do I?)
Nothing
(It spins around, it spins around, it spins around this world)
Hey, Mr Mr
It bothers me
And around this world
There's a lonely girl
And never knows
Motherfucker, it's my attitude that bothers you
When I know in my heart
In my head I can do without
In my lungs, in my hands
The heavy eyes of a jealous man
This is everything I've known
What do I really have to offer?
Nothing at all
Nothing at all
What bothers me is you, you
Hanging around this world alone, and I feel the blues, blues
When I'm talking about it
Nowhere just thinking about it
Hell, I'm fine here
Drinking my wine, my life
And what could be worse is long gone by
When I know in my heart in my head I can do without
In my lungs, in my hands
The heavy eyes of a jealous man
This is everything I've known
What do I really have to offer?
Nothing
Hey, Mr Mr
It bothers me that you, you
Hanging around this world, spinning around
And I feel the blues
When I'm thinking about it
Nowhere just talking about it
Hell, I'm fine here
Drinking my wine, my life
And what could be worse is long gone by
When I know in my heart in my head I can do without
In my lungs, in my hands
The heavy eyes of a jealous man
This is everything I've known
What do I really have to offer?
What do I (what do I?)
What do I (what do I?)
Nothing
(It spins around, it spins around, it spins around this world)
Hey, Mr Mr
It bothers me
And around this world
There's a lonely girl
And never knows
Motherfucker, it's my attitude that bothers you
When I know in my heart
In my head I can do without
In my lungs, in my hands
The heavy eyes of a jealous man
This is everything I've known
What do I really have to offer?
Nothing at all
Nothing at all
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Null, Susan Mae Elizabeth Medley, Emily Marcia Armstrong, Sean William Friday
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