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I'm not coming to your party, girl. No, no, girl. I ain't gonna come to your party. No I ain't, girl. No, I'm not coming to your party, girl. I'm not gonna make it over there, girl. I ain't gonna make it your party. Whooo, yeah. Why would I show up? Just to see what I cant have? Why don't you grow up? [Ohhh.] Dump your douche and get a man. It's all the same, [Ohhh.] Every time I see you there. I've gone insane, [Aww.] & Now I'm pulling out my hair. [Ohh.] Now baby, You're such a drag. [Ohh.] You tie me up and kick me down, [Ughh.] I'm getting mad [Ohh.] Go find yourself another clown. You poison me. [Ughh.] Your rich venom in my veins. You're boiling me. [Aww.] & Now I'm penning in the pains. I don't know if I told you yet' but, uhhh' Yeah, I'm not coming to your party, girl. Uh-uh, girl. No, no, I'm not coming to your party. I'm not gonna make it over there. I'm not gonna make it your little get-together, baby. No, no, no I'm not gonna come to your fiesta, girl. I'm not gonna make it, girl. I wont be dancing with you, girl. No I'll be dancing alone. I wont be dancing with you, girl. No I'll be dancing alone. [Whooo, ughhh'] I wont be dancing with you, girl. No I'll be dancing alone, alone, alone, alone. I wont be dancing with you, girl. 'Cause I'll be dancing alone. I wont be dancing with you, baby. I'll be dancing on my own. I wont be dancing with you, girl. I'll be dancing alone. I wont be dancing with you now, baby. I'll be dancing on my own.
Writer(s): Nathaniel Motte, Sean Foreman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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