Written by Kevin Bacon "We want this to become the 'You're So Vain' of the millennium." KB There's a line around the block, and it stretches a mile They're gonna pay good money to see your dazzlin' smile You got a come-hither look in your babydoll eyes And you got the kind of body make a man tell lies And when you're standing next to me, you do the little things you do I say, I'm so glad I'm not married, so glad I'm not married I'm so glad I'm not married, to you You're the center of attention everywhere you go Sittin' on the boys' laps puttin' on a show You get your clothes and your shoes and your drugs for free And God knows you've got a lot more money than me When you're bendin' over just to give us all a better view I say, I'm so glad I'm not married, so glad I'm not married I'm so glad I'm not married, to you You introduce me to your guy and you say your love is true Well he's a better man than I, 'cause he's got to live with you In the movie of your life, he is just an extra in it But baby, if you were my wife To have and hold, the truth be told I couldn't take it for a New York minute Now you're crying 'cause the paper printed something rude You say you never, ever, ever, ever touched that dude Well, it's the National Enquirer it can't be true But I'm not so sure they got it wrong about you You're feeling kind of tragic and your eyes get misty-blue (boo-hoo!) I say, I'm so glad I'm not married, so glad I'm not married I'm so glad I'm not married, to you Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com