I.r.s
par Guns N' Roses
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Ah, ah
Is it true
What they say of you
Gonna call the President
Gonna call a Private Eye
Gonna get the IRS
Gonna need the FBI
There´s not anymore that I can do
All the reasons that you gave
I´d follow you
To where you´d lead and if that be the end of time its true
Wouldnt be the first time I been WRONG
Wouldnt be the last I´M SURE, I´ve Known
With all the rumors I could tell,
Some things didn´t work so well
Well anyway, it feels the same
As when you first told me you were gone,
So long ago but I still held on
Through all the Motions, the Love and the Sex
And thats the truth, and here´s the worst yet
Would it even matter the things that I´d say
You made your mind up and gone anyway
And there´s no use now in dragging it on
Should´ve seen it coming all along
Well it´s true....ooh....I had,
My doubts of you
Gonna call the President
Gonna call myself a Private Eye
Gonna need the IRS
Gonna get the FBI
Gonna make this a federal case
Gonna wave it right down in your face
Read it baby with your morning news
With a sweet hangover
And the headlines too, now
Ah ah
I bet you think I´m doing this all for my health
I should´ve looked again babe at somebody else
Feelin´ like I´m done way more than wrong
Feelin´ like I´m livin´ inside of this song
Feelin´ like I´m just too tired to care
Feelin´ like I done more than my share
Could it be the way that I carried on
Like a broken record for so long
And I do
Ooh, oh,
I´m Gonna call the President,
I´m gonna call a private Eye
Gonna get the IRS,
Gonna need myself the FBI.
Oooh, What shall I do,
If I gave my heart to you?
It´s such a crime you know it´s true
Gonna call the president
Gonna need myself a private eye
Ooh, gonna need the IRS
Gonna get the FBI
Gonna make it a federal case
Gonna wave it right down in your face
Read it baby with your morning news
With a sweet hangover and the headlines too
There´s not anymore that I can do
Is it true
What they say of you
Gonna call the President
Gonna call a Private Eye
Gonna get the IRS
Gonna need the FBI
There´s not anymore that I can do
All the reasons that you gave
I´d follow you
To where you´d lead and if that be the end of time its true
Wouldnt be the first time I been WRONG
Wouldnt be the last I´M SURE, I´ve Known
With all the rumors I could tell,
Some things didn´t work so well
Well anyway, it feels the same
As when you first told me you were gone,
So long ago but I still held on
Through all the Motions, the Love and the Sex
And thats the truth, and here´s the worst yet
Would it even matter the things that I´d say
You made your mind up and gone anyway
And there´s no use now in dragging it on
Should´ve seen it coming all along
Well it´s true....ooh....I had,
My doubts of you
Gonna call the President
Gonna call myself a Private Eye
Gonna need the IRS
Gonna get the FBI
Gonna make this a federal case
Gonna wave it right down in your face
Read it baby with your morning news
With a sweet hangover
And the headlines too, now
Ah ah
I bet you think I´m doing this all for my health
I should´ve looked again babe at somebody else
Feelin´ like I´m done way more than wrong
Feelin´ like I´m livin´ inside of this song
Feelin´ like I´m just too tired to care
Feelin´ like I done more than my share
Could it be the way that I carried on
Like a broken record for so long
And I do
Ooh, oh,
I´m Gonna call the President,
I´m gonna call a private Eye
Gonna get the IRS,
Gonna need myself the FBI.
Oooh, What shall I do,
If I gave my heart to you?
It´s such a crime you know it´s true
Gonna call the president
Gonna need myself a private eye
Ooh, gonna need the IRS
Gonna get the FBI
Gonna make it a federal case
Gonna wave it right down in your face
Read it baby with your morning news
With a sweet hangover and the headlines too
There´s not anymore that I can do