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Paroles de la chanson Congratulations par Kenzie Cait
You were so good at the bad and the ugly
You were the best at pretend that you love me
You paid the bill, I paid the price
You told the waitress she's got pretty eyes
And you had the nerve to ask why I'm not hungry
Maybe I'm just not cut out for competition
With you and every girl that has a pulse
So, baby, congratulations
I hope you like your prize
Standing up on that podium alone for the rest of your life
I'll be sitting for your ovation
'Cause, boy, you're not worth the fight (Oh-oh-oh)
You were the best at pretend that you love me
You paid the bill, I paid the price
You told the waitress she's got pretty eyes
And you had the nerve to ask why I'm not hungry
Maybe I'm just not cut out for competition
With you and every girl that has a pulse
So, baby, congratulations
I hope you like your prize
Standing up on that podium alone for the rest of your life
I'll be sitting for your ovation
'Cause, boy, you're not worth the fight (Oh-oh-oh)
And I would rather run right now than in circles 'til the day that I die
I lose, you win, good luck, goodbye
I was in bed waiting for you to drive home
She was a blonde, or was it brunette, from Ohio (Or Nashville or Vegas or L.A.)
I'm almost impressed
You should go pro at turning a young girl's naive heart stone cold
You're the man, you're the champ at being an asshole
So, baby, congratulations
I hope you like your prize
Standing up on that podium alone for the rest of your life
I'll be sitting for your ovation
I lose, you win, good luck, goodbye
I was in bed waiting for you to drive home
She was a blonde, or was it brunette, from Ohio (Or Nashville or Vegas or L.A.)
I'm almost impressed
You should go pro at turning a young girl's naive heart stone cold
You're the man, you're the champ at being an asshole
So, baby, congratulations
I hope you like your prize
Standing up on that podium alone for the rest of your life
I'll be sitting for your ovation
'Cause, boy, you're not worth the fight (Oh-oh-oh)
And I would rather run right now than in circles 'til the day that I die
I lose, you win, good luck, goodbye
Maybe I'm just not cut out for competition
With you and every girl that has a pulse
Funny how to you it's only ever about women
When all I ever wanted was you close
So, baby, congratulations
I hope you like your prize
Standing up on that podium alone for the rest of your life
I'll be sitting for your ovation
'Cause, boy, you're not worth the fight (Oh-oh-oh)
And I would rather run right now than in circles 'til the day that I die
I lose, you win, good luck, goodbye
Maybe I'm just not cut out for competition
With you and every girl that has a pulse
Funny how to you it's only ever about women
When all I ever wanted was you close
So, baby, congratulations
I hope you like your prize
Standing up on that podium alone for the rest of your life
I'll be sitting for your ovation
'Cause, boy, you're not worth the fight (Oh-oh-oh)
And I would rather run right now than in circles 'til the day that I die
I lose, you win, good luck, goodbye
Oh-ooh-woah, oh-ooh-woah, oh-ooh-woah
(I lose, you win, good luck, goodbye)
Oh-ooh-woah, oh-ooh-woah, oh-ooh-woah
(I lose, you win) Good luck, goodbye
I lose, you win, good luck, goodbye
Oh-ooh-woah, oh-ooh-woah, oh-ooh-woah
(I lose, you win, good luck, goodbye)
Oh-ooh-woah, oh-ooh-woah, oh-ooh-woah
(I lose, you win) Good luck, goodbye
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