Lyrics

Well your man won't dance but I will He's just a cup of punch that you'll spill You gonna hang him from the sails of a sinking sloop Crowded with the goons and the dopes you dupe You get na, na, nothing, I found out that I'm a chump And you were cold, cold hearted to me You got la, la, lucky that I told you what I did And you're so, so sorry but not the way you want You're gettin' na, na, na, na, na, na nothing from me Na, na nothing from me I was in flux, I was a clunker, I was busted cruft I was the swellest of the swells in the roughest rough Now I'm bound to the bend of your bone white wrist Shun the pill popper, love the pharmacist You get na, na, nothing, I found out that I'm a chump And you were cold, cold hearted to me You got la, la, lucky that I told you what I did And you're so, so sorry but not the way you want You're gettin' na, na, na, na, na, na nothing from me Na, na nothing from me You get na, na, nothing, I found out that I'm a chump And you were cold, cold hearted to me You got la la lucky that I told you what I did And you're so, so sorry but not the way you want You're gettin' na, na, na, na, na, na nothing from me Na, na nothing from me You get na, na, nothing, I found out that I'm a chump And you were cold, cold hearted to me You got la, la, lucky that I told you what I did And you're so, so sorry but not the way you want You're gettin' na, na, na, na, na, na nothing You get na, na, nothing, I found out that I'm a chump And you were cold, cold hearted to me You got la, la, lucky that I told you what I did And you're so, so sorry but not the way you want You're gettin' na, na, na, na, na, na nothing Na, na, na, na, na, na nothing from me Na, na nothing from me
Writer(s): Nikki Sixx, Daniel Dodd Wilson, Matthew R T Gerrard, Michael Doughty Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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