Bacardi - Mark Johns
We're strangers as a plane
I've been missing you the same
I think that all this time away
Has made me feel outside the fray
I think I'm ready to disperse to reverse
Go ahead first to rebounce
Start a new how
My friends never liked you anyway
I lovin' myself for to someone new tonight
Then I can I say the same thing every d**n time
When I leave the room and I'm feeling naughty
Go straight to my head like a shot of bacardi
Now I'd sit before I'm outside in my door
Thinking maybe I'll give someone else a
Chance at the party
I went home alone I went home alone
Hit you on the phone hit you on the phone
Told you come on home but told
You come on home
Now we're here again and never
Hear me any no days
God d**n
Don't understand
I need to come up with a better plan
Whole body have just stopped seeking a man
Find a better way to use my hands
Your lemonade without the ice
We tried twice but no dice
Come on out
Go you got this
Your friends never liked him anyway
I lovin' myself for to someone new tonight
Then I can I say the same thing
Every d**n time
When I leave the room and
I'm feeling naughty
Go straight to my head like
A shot of bacardi
Now I'd sit before
I'm outside of my door
Thinking maybe I'll give someone else a
Chance at the party
I went home alone
I went home alone
Hit you on the phone
Hit you on the phone
Told you come on home
Told you come on home
Now we're here again and never
Hear me any notice
I told my friends I would quit you
Putting down and dismiss you
So now I get this is my issue
Man f**k you
F**k you 'cause you know that
I'm trying here and
You don't care and you don't
Even f**k me but you just f**k me over and
Then getting over home and wait
You wait for me to call again and
Now we're in this place again
How am I in this place again
When I leave the room and I'm feeling naughty
Go straight to my head like a shot of bacardi
Now I sit before I'm outside of my door
Thinking maybe I'll give someone else a
Chance at the party
I went home alone
I went home alone
Hit you on the phone
Hit you on the phone
Told you'd come on home
Told you'd come on home
Now we're here again and never
Hear me any no days
I told my friends I would quit you
Putting down and dismiss you
So now I get this is my issue
Man f**k you
Bacardi - Mark Johns
We're strangers as a plane
I've been missing you the same
I think that all this time away
Has made me feel outside the fray
I think I'm ready to disperse to reverse
Go ahead first to rebounce
Start a new how
My friends never liked you anyway
I lovin' myself for to someone new tonight
Then I can I say the same thing every d**n time
When I leave the room and I'm feeling naughty
Go straight to my head like a shot of bacardi
Now I'd sit before I'm outside in my door
Thinking maybe I'll give someone else a
Chance at the party
I went home alone I went home alone
Hit you on the phone hit you on the phone
Told you come on home but told
You come on home
Now we're here again and never
Hear me any no days
God d**n
Don't understand
I need to come up with a better plan
Whole body have just stopped seeking a man
Find a better way to use my hands
Your lemonade without the ice
We tried twice but no dice
Come on out
Go you got this
Your friends never liked him anyway
I lovin' myself for to someone new tonight
Then I can I say the same thing
Every d**n time
When I leave the room and
I'm feeling naughty
Go straight to my head like
A shot of bacardi
Now I'd sit before
I'm outside of my door
Thinking maybe I'll give someone else a
Chance at the party
I went home alone
I went home alone
Hit you on the phone
Hit you on the phone
Told you come on home
Told you come on home
Now we're here again and never
Hear me any notice
I told my friends I would quit you
Putting down and dismiss you
So now I get this is my issue
Man f**k you
F**k you 'cause you know that
I'm trying here and
You don't care and you don't
Even f**k me but you just f**k me over and
Then getting over home and wait
You wait for me to call again and
Now we're in this place again
How am I in this place again
When I leave the room and I'm feeling naughty
Go straight to my head like a shot of bacardi
Now I sit before I'm outside of my door
Thinking maybe I'll give someone else a
Chance at the party
I went home alone
I went home alone
Hit you on the phone
Hit you on the phone
Told you'd come on home
Told you'd come on home
Now we're here again and never
Hear me any no days
I told my friends I would quit you
Putting down and dismiss you
So now I get this is my issue
Man f**k you