Fefe Dobson - Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Lyrics
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Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
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What Are The Lyrics For Yeah, Yeah, Yeah By Fefe Dobson?
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You just wanna be my friend Blah, blah, blah Not that again You're, oh, so amusing It's all about using You're unoriginal I just don't have a prayer Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's all I can say to you Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so over you Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever Yeah, yeah, yeah, now I'm hurting you Yeah, yeah, yeah, you're so pitiful Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever Now I feel better Not your type Oh, but you touched me first You have a girl on the side Don't pretend it hurts So I can respect you And I can reject you I can't let you have your cake And eat it too Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's all I can say to you Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so over you Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever Yeah, yeah, yeah, now I'm hurting you Yeah, yeah, yeah, you're so pitiful Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever Now I feel better You know I would have done everything Even worn your stupid wrong if that made you happy Oh, I would have been your beauty queen Would have let you watch me clean? But you make me feel dirty Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's all I can say to you Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so over you Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever Yeah, yeah, yeah, now I'm hurting you You're so pitiful, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever Now I feel better |
Who Wrote Yeah, Yeah, Yeah By Fefe Dobson?
Dobson, Gagel, Peiken
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