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Mmmm. ahh.
Oooh.
Jenny's got a job, a cat named Jake,
Thirty-one candles on her birthday cake next year.
Thought by now she'd have a man,
Two car seats and a minivan, but it still ain't here.
Hey. All right.
She's been lookin' for Mr. Right so long,
But all she's found is Mr. Wrong, an' that's the pits.
She's drawn a line that she won't cross,
An' her and time are facing off, she says something's gotta give.
Yeah, somethin' gotta give me butterflies,
Somethin' gotta make me feel alive.
Yeah, somethin' gotta give me dreams at night,
Somethin' gotta make me feel all right,
I don't know where it is, yeah, but something's gotta give.
Somethin' gotta give.
Friday night, an' she had a date,
Cell phone junky: half hour late,
Yeah, that's the biz, baby.
She's ridin' out this twist of fate,
She's had all that she can take.
She says something's gotta give.
Yeah, somethin' gotta give me butterflies,
Somethin' gotta make me feel alive.
Yeah, somethin' gotta give me dreams at night,
Somethin' gotta make me feel all righ,
I don't know where it is, yeah, but something's gotta give.
I swear, there's got to be a meant to be for me out there.
Somewhere, someday I'm gonna find someone, somehow, someway.
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, Jenny's got a job, a cat named Jake,
Thirty-one candles on her birthday cake next year.
Ohhh Thought by now she'd have a man,
With two car seats and a minivan,
She says somethin's gotta,
Somethin's gotta, somethin's gotta,
Somethin' gotta give me butterflies,
Somethin' gotta make me feel alive.
Yeah, somethin' gotta give me dreams at night,
Somethin' gotta make me feel all right,
I don't know where it is, yeah, but something's gotta,
I don't know where it is, yeah, but somethin's gotta,
I don't know where it is, yeah, but somethin's gotta give.
Ah somethin's gotta give.
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