17 Songtext
von Shoos Off

I got it ma′am you got a man
More hollow and he buys you plenty
I got it girl give me a whirl
Give you the world with pockets empty
And following is harder than breathing out
Or breathing in

I'm not gonna say it you already know
I gave you the bayonet back it′s time for the show
There's nothing to see here man
It depends on the growth
Of how you believed in it when it was under your nose
Just like you were seventeen
But none of the cloves
And I like how she's seldom seen in designer brand
Behind a man she knows


I got it ma′am you got a man
More hollow and he buys you plenty
I got it girl give me a whirl
Give you the world with pockets empty
And following is harder than breathing out
Or breathing in

And the main thing that I can tell you about is how
I ran off racing you caught him other places
Oh cry to me
Don′t cry to me again
On the phone you're saying that you′re so blessed
Sing you something soon to fit the frame
Of how you pictured it before she came
Now you're wishing it were still the same
But it′s the only hope that ever remains

And as you waste your days away
And as you can't let go or stay
And while you wish your woes to the wayside
You know I′m still the same kind of guy

I got it ma'am you got a man
More hollow and he buys you plenty
I got it girl give me a whirl
Give you the world with pockets empty
And following is harder than breathing out
Or breathing in