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Son of a Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You) - Janet Jackson (Ft. Carly Simon)
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Son of a Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You) Janet Jackson (Ft. Carly Simon)

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Son of a Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You) - Janet Jackson (Ft. Carly Simon)
[Intro: Janet Jackson & Carly Simon]
Ha, ha, who, who
Thought you'd get the money too
Greedy motherfuckers
Try to have their cake and eat it too
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 preening self in the mirror
Go on

[Verse 1: Janet Jackson]
Sharpshooter into breakin' hearts
A baby gigolo, a sex pistol
Hollerin' at everything that walks
No substance, just small talk
Know why you're feelin' on that girl's behind
You got a sleazy, one track mind
Workin' your work until you think you find
Who's goin' home with you tonight?

[Pre-Chorus: Janet Jackson]
Oh, who you gonna give it to?
Who you gonna steal it from?
Who's your next victim?
Oh, who you gonna lie to?
Who you gonna cheat on?
Who you gonna leave alone?
Oh, what you gonna tell her after she discovers
You don't really love her?
Oh, it's gonna be a showdown, knock down, drag out
Gun-slingin', shoot 'em up
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