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I Oughta Know Bett Songtext
von James Johnston

I Oughta Know Bett Songtext

Come on
Let′s go

4:42, Friday afternoon
I tell you, man, I was about done
It'd been a hard week, worked off my feet
And I was ready to get back home

My phone started buzzin′
My buddy was wonderin' what I was doin' after work
He said, "Me and the boys are down at the bar"
Well, I guess one drink won′t hurt

I oughta know better
One turned into two, then four
Next, we′re doin' doubles on a hardwood floor
Blowing our money, making buddies with the bartender

I oughta know better
Last call and the sun come out
Stumblin′ all the way back to my house
Findin' that couch, and passin′ out on the leather


Yeah, I oughta know what was gonna happen
When you made that call
'Cause it goes down every time we′re together
I oughta know better
Yeah, I oughta know better

Me and my girl were three years steady and said
We're 'bout done with that crowd
So, let′s just stay home, watch Bridget Jones
And cuddle up on the couch

Well, I turned down the lights, she poured the wine
And put a glass in my hand
Man, that first sip of red went straight to my head
And we started changin′ plans

I oughta know better
One turned into two then four
Next, we're doin′ doubles on a hardwood floor
Blowing our money, making buddies with the bartender

I oughta know better
Last call and the sun come out
Stumblin' all the way back to my house
Findin′ that couch, and passin' out on the leather


Yeah, I oughta know what was gonna happen
When you made that call
′Cause it goes down every time we're together
I oughta know better

Yeah, baby
Yeah, four turns to five and five turns to seven
Next, I'm with the band singing Stairway to Heaven
Well, seven turns to eight, wait, I think it was nine
Man, this happens every goddamn time

So, I oughta know better
One turned into two then four
Next, we′re doin′ doubles on a hardwood floor
Blowing our money, making buddies with the bartender, come on

I oughta know better
Last call and the sun come out
Stumblin' all the way back to my house
Findin′ that couch, and passin' out on the leather

Yeah, I oughta know what was gonna happen
When you made that call
′Cause it goes down every time we're together
I oughta know better

Yeah, man
I oughta know better
Ah, one more time (woo)
Yeah, it happens every time we′re together
I oughta know better

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