quarta-feira, 19 de janeiro de 2011

Him by Rupert Holmes




Over by the window, there's a pack of cigarettes.
Not my brand you understand,
Sometimes the girl forgets
She forgets to hide them
I know who left those smokes behind
She'll say, oh, he's just a friend,
And I'll say, oh, I'm not blind
to..

(chorus)
Him, him, him, what's she gonna do about him?
She's gonna have to do without him,
Or do without me, me, me,
No one gets to get it for free
It's me or it's him.

Don't know what he looks like,
Don't know who he is.
Don't know why she thought that I
would say what's mine is his.
I dont want to own her,
But I can't let her have it both ways.
Three is one too many of us,
She leaves with me or stays
with..

(chorus)

Him, him, him, what's she gonna do about Him?
She's gonna have to do without him,
It's him or it's me, me, me,
No one gets to get it for free
It's me or it's him.

If she wants him she can have him,
Just exactly how we once were,
It's goodbye to he and I,
and back to me and her,
Without..

(chorus)
Him, him, him, what's she gonna do about him?
She's gonna have to do without him,
It's him or it's me, me, me,
No one gets to get it for free,
Time for me to make the girl see,
It's me or it's him.

(repeat chorus)

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