Somehow

The fire in his belly's taking over
He never watched the telly dressed or sober
He really likes the 5th give him a 5th
And he won't round now
He gets me to the point it's nearly over

But somehow
Somehow I'd like to get to know him
Somebody told me that I shouldn't claim him
Somebody told me that I should let him go
Baby somehow, yeah

I really hate to say this
I can't wait till he gets older
Then I can assure you we'll be fine
I won't bow out
I know nobody's perfect
When in love you gotta earn it
But until then
I guess we'll have to scream and shout

Somehow I'd like to get to know him
Somebody told me that I should claim him
Somebody told me I shouldn't let him go
But they really don't know
Cause sometimes I really wanna kill 'em
I'd die if I wasn't with him
Somebody told me that I should let him go, oh

Look here now you Casanova
Well we got people coming over
I couldn't care less about the mess
Just pipe it down
By now you should know it
That I'm a girl who don't give a ish
There comes a point even for me
I got my pride

Somehow I'd like to get to know him
Somebody told me that I should claim him
Somebody told me that I shouldn't let him go
Baby somehow
I really don't know
But baby somehow

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