One word makes this one NSFW. Last word of the song.
Written yesterday in just a few minutes, recorded this morning in just a couple of takes.
You say you got dirt on me
I bet you do – and you’ll tell it all eventually
I don’t mind – if it brightens your nasty mood
Done my time – folks know I was a bad dude
Your blackmail don’t mean a thing
It’s a bitter song you sing
Go ahead – make your mess
Your blackmail – well, I confess
You say you’re gonna tell my mom and dad
I hope you do – they already know I was bad
I don’t mind – if you tell my bride to be
Second time – gonna be a charm for her and me
The blackmail you got
Maybe you do maybe not
Go ahead – make your claim
Your blackmail – just a silly game
Your blackmail is old news
Nothing to hide, nothing to lose
Go ahead – make the most of it
Your blackmail – it ain’t shit
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