Hot Mulligan - If You Had Spun Out In Your Oldsmobile (This Probably Wouldn't Have Happened) lyrics
[Hot Mulligan - If You Had Spun Out In Your Oldsmobile This Probably Wouldn't Have Happened lyrics]
So let's stop pretending that
This had meant anything
I was just another backseat hookup
I was just a selfish way of coping
You were always touching me and laughing
You said, "Boy, you know that I love you
It's just not the way you wanted me to"
I saw you on a
Magazine marked "fashion" something
You looked too pretty to be true
So I assumed it wasn't you
Tell me where you got all the courage from
Ignored by your best friends and your mom
I told you that you could
Do anything you wanted
You only walk on red carpet
Someday soon they're going to end
Twisting all tattered
Your backward head will form
It's little plans
But you can't depend on anyone
You can't depend on anyone
It's not my fault
You won't love me if I'm not useful anymore
I saw you at a bus stop waiting
For your boyfriend to get off
I wonder what kind of tool that
He appears to be to you
You know you had me
Contemplate last month away
Thinking of what I would say
Stay away, you ruined me
You beautiful but fucking awful thing
You only walk on red carpet
Someday soon they're going to end
Twisting all tattered
Your backward head will form
It's little plans
But you can't depend on anyone
You can't depend on anyone
It's not my fault
You won't love me if I'm not useful anymore
You used me as you do
You used me as you do
You used me as you do
You used me as you do
This had meant anything
I was just another backseat hookup
I was just a selfish way of coping
You were always touching me and laughing
You said, "Boy, you know that I love you
It's just not the way you wanted me to"
I saw you on a
Magazine marked "fashion" something
You looked too pretty to be true
So I assumed it wasn't you
Tell me where you got all the courage from
Ignored by your best friends and your mom
I told you that you could
Do anything you wanted
You only walk on red carpet
Someday soon they're going to end
Twisting all tattered
Your backward head will form
It's little plans
But you can't depend on anyone
You can't depend on anyone
It's not my fault
You won't love me if I'm not useful anymore
I saw you at a bus stop waiting
For your boyfriend to get off
I wonder what kind of tool that
He appears to be to you
You know you had me
Contemplate last month away
Thinking of what I would say
Stay away, you ruined me
You beautiful but fucking awful thing
You only walk on red carpet
Someday soon they're going to end
Twisting all tattered
Your backward head will form
It's little plans
But you can't depend on anyone
You can't depend on anyone
It's not my fault
You won't love me if I'm not useful anymore
You used me as you do
You used me as you do
You used me as you do
You used me as you do