lost and then found
Why do you have to be so bossy
Your kind of not my girl so whats the flossing
And you never toss the grip of notion to free
Why do you have to be so bossy
Your not the one to tell me what to do
And you walk around like you own the moon and stars
For i fear the lord will take me for the caust
And the bossy little woman can not boss me around no more
Your kind of not my girl so whats the flossing
And you never toss the grip of notion to free
Why do you have to be so bossy
Your not the one to tell me what to do
And you walk around like you own the moon and stars
For i fear the lord will take me for the caust
And the bossy little woman can not boss me around no more
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