I bet you think you are king of this town
The way you wear your crown
I bet you think that I am up for it now but,
Now you have gone too far
I know you think that you are Superman
And I supposed to be your biggest fan
And I'm supposed to be Marilyn, when you act like Kennedy
Well, happy birthday, happy birthday
I hope your day was okey
While I wiping up the tears from the floor
You blaming the alcohol
Do you think that I am made of steel?
That I'm just a toy and I don't feel?
Like every bullet just falling of?
The truth is I fall apart
Well, happy birthday, happy birthday
I hope the cake was okey
While I picking up my heart of the floor
You keep blaming the alcohol
Na na na na na na...
Writer(s): Sonny Gustafsson, Linda Karlsson
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