Son of a Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You) Lyrics

Ha ha
Hoo Hoo
Thought you'd get the money to
Greedy motherfuckers
Try to have your cake and eat it to.

Son of a gun...
son of a gun...

You're such a romantic hero, the way you dress and look yourself over. It's no wonder you would ponder that image of your greedy self in the mirror.

Sharp shooter into breaking hearts
A baby gigolo- a sex pistol
Hollerin' at everything that walks
No substance just small talk
Know why you feelin'on that girls behind
You got a sleezy, one track mind
Working your work until you think you find
Who's going home with you tonight

Oh who u give it to
Who you gonna steal from
Who's your next victim
Oh, who you gonna lie to
Who you gonna cheat on
Who you gonna leave alone
Oh, what ya gonna tell her
After she discovers
You don't really love her
Oh it's gonna be a showdown
Knock down, drag out
Gun slinger shoot 'em up

I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
Don't you
Don't you
Don't you

Ha ha
Hoo Hoo
Thought you'd get the money to
Greedy motherfuckers
Try to have your cake and eat it to.

You tell 'em Carli

Clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee

Ha ha
Hoo Hoo
Thought you'd get the money to
Greedy motherfuckers
Try to have your cake and eat it to.

Sweatin' me but i'm not your type
You think you irk me and you're so right
I'd rather keep the trash and throw you out
Stupid bitch in my beach house
Naw i ain't gonna go act like a fool
And be lead story on the nigga news
Not me sucker
I'll never be your lover
I'm gonna make you suffer
You stupid motherfucker

Oh who u give it to
Who you gonna steal from
Who's your next victim
Oh, who you gonna lie to
Who you gonna cheat on
Who you gonna leave alone
Oh, what ya gonna tell her
After she discovers
You don't really love her
Oh it's gonna be a showdown
Knock down, drag out
Gun slinger shoot 'em up

I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
Don't you
Don't you
Don't you

Ha ha
Hoo Hoo
Thought you'd get the money to
Greedy motherfuckers
Try to have your cake and eat it to.

You tell 'em Carli

Clouds of various shapes and sizes
Most guys like to evaluate their prizes
We come with so many diffrent tricks
The apricot scarf was worn by nick
Nothing in the words refer to mick

Gotta a chip upon your shoulder
I just knocked it off
Show me what you gonna do
I ain't about to run
You have just run out of ammunition
(I'm a storm cloud baby)
Shottin' blanks now
You son of a gun (You can roll like thunder ohh....)

Oh who u give it to
Who you gonna steal from
Who's your next victim
Oh, who you gonna lie to
Who you gonna cheat on
Who you gonna leave alone
Oh, what ya gonna tell her
After she discovers
You don't really love her
Oh it's gonna be a showdown
Knock down, drag out
Gun slinger shoot 'em up

I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
Don't you
Don't you
Don't you

I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
Don't you
Don't you
Don't you

I'm gone
Son of a gun
gone

Janet and me, thick as theives
Never met Jeb but i'll venture a bet
There's a common threat to our common dream
And if it wasn't for that dam cream there'd be no
Clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee

Who do you think you are Rambo or a cumulonimbus capalatus or a ceres or a altostratus, somebody should make somebody like me proud. (You tell em Carli) In the encyclopedia of clouds, no, no, no
It's not what you say but what you do
You're so vain you probably think this song is about you (You tell em Carli)
Yeah, you probably think this song is about you, is about you,is about you, probably think this song is about you,
Son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun
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loppop On May 30, 2002
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Cover art for Son of a Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You) lyrics by Janet Jackson

i love the beats on this song... the message is a little harsh to those of the male persuasion but we'll bounce back from Ms. Jackson's little tyrade, won't we fellas? :p

Cover art for Son of a Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You) lyrics by Janet Jackson

The best version!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cover art for Son of a Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You) lyrics by Janet Jackson

i think this is a really great song ( until the radio kills it)and it's good to listen to when you're getting over someone. I also like the line " clouds in my coffee" and i think it's a good metaphor for waking up and just knowing you're going to have a bad day.

Cover art for Son of a Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You) lyrics by Janet Jackson

To Roxyglamour: It was killed a bit, but its really good for curing a broken heart!!! Thanx 4 commenting! Loppop

Cover art for Son of a Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You) lyrics by Janet Jackson

love this song just gives you the confidence to swing back after a relationship filled with woes or contreversy or whatever you want to call it.

Cover art for Son of a Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You) lyrics by Janet Jackson

Just a few lyrics corrections, or at least suggestions because I hear something different.

"It's no wonder you would ponder that image of your PREENING self in the mirror."

Janet and me, thick as theives Never met YET but i'll venture a bet There's a common THREAD to our common dream And if it wasn't for that damn cream there'd be no Clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee"

And also, in the "clouds of various shapes and sizes" verse, were the last two lines intentionally made to say 'nick' in one line and 'mick' in the next?

Anyway, GREAT song! GREAT video! Loves it so much. It's basically saying that she is over her ex and that she is trying to expose him for the vain, self-centered, womanizing, ignorant ass that he is.

Cover art for Son of a Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You) lyrics by Janet Jackson

Indeed, indeed... Sing-a-long when the motherfucker thinks "He's Rambo or a cumulonimbus capalatus or a ceres or a altostratus. Somebody should make somebody like me proud. In the encyclopedia of clouds.."

"You're such a romantic hero, the way you dress and look yourself over. It's no wonder you would ponder that image of your preening self in the mirror."

"Oh who u give it to Who you gonna steal from Who's your next victim Oh, who you gonna lie to Who you gonna cheat on Who you gonna leave alone Oh, what ya gonna tell her After she discovers You don't really love her" - OOOOOOOH!

"I'd rather keep the trash and throw you out"

"I'll never be your lover I'm gonna make you suffer You stupid motherfucker"

"I betcha think this song is about you"