I Don’t Wanna Be That Guy
(Martin Buchanan)
What you thinking
Gone out drinking
Come home stinking
Reeking of champagne and cigar smoke
I’m not stupid
Know what you did
Don’t bat your eyelids
If this is the way it’s gonna go
I’m telling you right now that I won’t
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Sit by, watch the door
Pace the floor hoping for your arrival
Somebody you can toss around
Who’ll never figure out
That everyu ysound you mouth is a lie
I DON’T WANNA BE THAT GUY
Don’t come crawling
Stop your bawling
I’m not falling
All in love again so what’s the use
Learned my lesson
I’m not letting
You keep messing round
Inside my head with your abuse
This kissing doesn’t move me to
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bridge
On the prowl you found me
Went in for the kill
I have no doubt you’ll
Drag somebody else down who will
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