Backstabber Songtext
von Backyard Babies

He thinks he′s Jesus and I think not
He really thinks he's something
She′ll make a fortune with a hook
I'll make more friends without a book

Somebody open up the box
How could you be so stupid?

1, 2, 3, 4, That girl ain't for sure
Yeah, yeah, alright
Brothers and sisters, mister and missus
Look out now, come on
You′re a backstabber
Yeah, backstabber
You′re a backstabber

Hey, man, I think you're better off red and dead
She thinks she′s heaven and I am hell
How could I care about nothing?
But you're a hardcore superstar, plastic love hog, you whore


How could she be so stupid?

Brothers and sisters, mister and missus
Look out now, come on
You′re a backstabber
Yeah, backstabber
You're a backstabber
Hey, man, I think you′re better off red and dead

Brothers and sisters, mister and missus
Don't think it's funny to be red and done in
Houses and flashes, taxes and flashes
Look out now, come on
Backstabber
Yeah, backstabber
You′re a backstabber
Hey, man, I think you′re better off red and dead


Backstabber
Backstabber
You're a backstabber
Come on, stab me