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almost over you

youre a mover and a shaker
bred of high society
im a dandy in the gutter
you think youre too good for me

i dont need no satisfaction
just to make it through
like you do
i dont want your love reaction
now im almost over you

almost over you
coming to the end, oh
almost over you
and we wont stay friends, no

youre the guest at all the parties
with your fur coat and champagne
why would a girl like you want me
when im just a drifter on the main

i aint got no life insurance
(no Geico baby, no i dont)
got no trust fund too
does it make you think im worthless?
well buzz off, then
cuz im almost over you

almost over you
its not meant to be, oh
almost over you
not the one for me, no

almost over you
now im gonna jet, bet
that when i look into our love
theres nothing left
its dead its dead its dead

youre on every highway billboard
and the cover of Vogue magazine
at the mall, youre on the speakers
and every tv screen

i wont lie that i dont watch you
i see every move you do
though i never said i want to
so now im trying to get over you

almost over you
believe i gotta bounce
almost over you
dont want you around

almost over you
and ill never cry
almost over you
time for a new life
its time for a new life