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Alexander O'Neal
Alexander O'Neal
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jimmy Jam
Jimmy Jam
Komponist:in
Terry Lewis
Terry Lewis
Songwriter:in
Alexander O'Neal
Alexander O'Neal
Arrangeur:in für Gesangsaufnahmen
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jimmy Jam
Jimmy Jam
Produzent:in
Steve Hodge
Steve Hodge
Mischtechniker:in
Terry Lewis
Terry Lewis
Produzent:in

Lyrics

Can I get some nasty bass? Mm it's gonna be kind of light tonight Fellas, we're gonna talk about a girl who's fake, huh? Fellas, can I get you to put your hands together for that? come on Now i got it Now it was petty, but now it's paid Girl, you seem to change it every day Your hair was long, but now it's short You say, "I've got it cut" But I don't see no half on the bar Whenever I go out with you I find out something new: you're a fake, baby You can't conceal it, know how I know I can feel it, You're a fake, baby No rhyme or reason,'cause in your mind It's the lying season You're the light, you're the never blue Because false eyelashes that you'll ever wear And then this morning, you called me Clyde Alex is the name that I go by If women could be funny Then you'd be it, you're a fake baby You can't conceal it, know how I know 'Cause I can feel it, you're a fake, baby I blown your cover to dig it up 'Cause I discovered you're a fake, baby No need to hide it, can't change my mind 'Cause I decided you're a fake, baby And I'm disgusted, the game is through And girl, you're busted, fake, fake, fake Whenever I go out with you (whenever I go out with you) I find out something new, you're a fake You always have a good excuse (you always have a good excuse) But girl, that ain't who you say, you're a fake baby You can't conceal it, know how I know 'Cause I can feel it, you're a fake, baby No rhyme or reason in your mind It's lying season, you're a fake, baby Fake Ooh wee baby, baby fake Runnin' round and runnin' round fake Dirty nasty, no just lazy, fake No, no, no fake Ooh wee baby, baby, fake You been out no dirty windows, fake You drink me now, fake If you're out there in your back door (Fake) Don't you come around here no more, bitch (Fake) That's the kind of girl you are (Fake) You know no dying (Fake) No need (Fake) (fake) It's the way (Fake) I don't need no things in my name You are no longer just a liar (fake) I believe you are (fake) Does it mean you love me now? (fake) Do to me, do to me (fake, fake, fake)
Writer(s): Terry Steven Lewis, James Samuel Harris Iii, Charlie Rose Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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