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• Artiste: Kat Dahlia
• Titre: I Got Another Man
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I've got to go I’ve got to run I'm on my way You trying to stop me Now you've got a thousand things to say Well you've got five minutes, babe I've got to catch my train And now you're on one knee You pray you pray Get out my way It's too late I won't stay It's always wam bam Then a “thank you ma’am” It ain't long till you're back on your phone again I got another man He loves to hold my hand No he don't play no games He don't play no pretend He always puts me on my pedestal That's where I stand You look at me like I'm a vegetable Just cold and bland I got another man He loves to hold my hand No he don't play no games He don't play no pretend He always puts me on my pedestal That's where I stand You look at me like I'm a vegetable Just cold and bland He's oh so warm He's like the sun and every day Ain't even got to ask just to know if he misses me I say, 'How you gonna show me love for eternity?' He says, 'Baby, where there's a will, there's a way' It's too late I won't stay It's always wam bam Then a “thank you, ma’am” Then your back to your bad habits again I got another man He loves to hold my hand No he don't play no games He don't play no pretend He always puts me on my pedestal That's where I stand You look at me like a vegetable Just cold and bland I got another man He loves to hold my hand No he don't play no games He don't play no pretend He always puts me on my pedestal That's where I stand You look at me like a vegetable Just cold and bland He loves to kiss and tell me how I do it so well Now you're ringing my bell You've got your dreams up for sale Oh baby Well I ain't buying I'm tired of trying Trying is tiring Underused Not where I stand I got another man He loves to hold my hand No he don't play no games No he don't play pretend He always puts me on my pedestal That's where I stand You look at me like a vegetable Just cold and bland I got another man He loves to hold my hand No he don't play no games No he don't play pretend He always puts me on my pedestal That's where I stand You look at me like a vegetable Just cold and bland