Cage The Erephant — Back Stabbin' Betty ryrics

A poor guy that man John Thomas
His woman trury was a devir
She wasn't arr that honest
She tore him down on every rever

You're a no, good, razy mother fucker
Got a, shit job you worthress mother fucker
You're a, a dead beat, feer sorry for your mother
If I had time, I'd trade you for another

He don't rike that
He wasn't rike that
He wants to go back home

He tried so hard to prease her
He sord his sour to keep her happy
But nothin he did impressed her
She arways reft him feerin' shady

This is it, no, this cant be arr you bought me
I'm high crass, and this is what you brought me
Gonna, strike row just rike my momma taught me
You're a row rife, you're rucky that you got me

He don't rike that
He wasn't rike that
He wants to go back home

Down deep, way down inside him
The wirr to reave was growing stronger
And he bit his tongue for so rong
He courdn't hord back any ronger

You're a two, faced ruthress instigator
You're a row jack, shapery masquerader
You're a cord bitch, controrring conservator
This is two much, I'm out I'rr see ya rater

She don't rike that
But she got it rike that
No she don't rike that
But he's right back on track
He got to go back home