The perfect couple
A match made in Heaven
2 come together to create
A new beautiful paradise on earth
Won't last much longer
Not if she has anything to say about it
Not gonna let the other woman keep her man
No, not one minute longer
In the new year to come
She promises to break them up
That girl is such a witch
Got her loverboy
Wrapped up tight around her little finger
Blinded by lust to all her many faults
Good thing for him that she knows better
That she can save him
Before it's too late and he's put that ring on the other girl's finger
Plans are made and her plot is set in motion
By this time next year
She promises to break them up
Witch
Whore
Wonder if she's told him yet
About all the other men
The drinking and the game playing
It's all over now
She's coming and she's gonna stop her
From breaking his heart
Tearing him all apart
This she swears is gonna happen and soon
She promises to break them up
Faster then a speeding bullet
Like a quick acting poison
She'll go racing through his system
Performing a total exorcism
To wash that demon tramp out
Once and for all
Gonna make him forget that the other woman ever exsisted
This is her vow and her promise
If it's the last thing that she does
Their fake romance will soon crash and burn
Cos by this time next year.....
She promises to break them up!
© 2006 RAMONA THOMPSON (All rights reserved)
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