Letra I Never Shot The President de Bijou Phillips original
One thousand nine hundred ninety something years after Christ The price, won't suffice, in the end Your man is gone You're broken down Who's around to hold your hand You're sleeping around, you're sleeping around again You, almost Know everything, everything knows you Almost, know everything Everything knows you You're hard, she's funny She likes to count your money You squeeze, say please She's got you on your knees You joker, you soaker She's sleeping with your chauffeur He'll drive her, he'll drive her Places you don't go You, almost Know everything, everything knows you Almost, know everything Everything knows What you don't know is just how much you don't know What you don't know is just how much you don't know What you don't know, I never shot the president, no You tried, lied Gonna whip your backside Down to the floor, out the door Don't come around here no more What your selling I ain't buying What you talkin' bitch stop lying I swear, I could care Now I gotta go fix my hair You, almost, know everything, everything knows you Almost, know everything, everything knows you Almost, know everything, everything knows you Almost, know everything, everything knows I never shot the president, no