I see you making out like a solid gold
You say you keep your nose clean
But there's not a word out been told, oh
I came here to find you
I came to remind you
Don't you miss the games
That we used to play?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, give me what I want
Oh, I'm gonna have to tell them all
Oh yeah, oh yeah, give me what I want
Oh, I'm gonna have to tell them about you
So who's your girlfriend?
Looks like a real winner
Sweet little sister don't know
That you're my sailor, oh
I came here to find you
I came to remind you
Don't you miss the games
That we used to play?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, give me what I want
Oh, I'm gonna have to tell them all
Oh yeah, oh yeah, give me what I want
Oh, I'm gonna have to tell them about you
Oh, what I want
Oh, give me what I want
You're really making out
You're a solid gold
You keep your nose clean
But I know you've been missing me
I came here to find you
I came to remind you
Don't you miss the games
That we used to play?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, give me what I want
Oh, I'm gonna have to tell them all
Oh yeah, oh yeah, give me what I want
Oh, I'm gonna have to tell them about you
Oh yeah, oh yeah, give me what I want
Oh, I'm gonna have to tell them all
Oh yeah, oh yeah, give me what I want
Oh, I'm gonna have to tell them about you
Writer(s): Brett Anderson, Torrance Castellano, Maya Ford, Allison Robertson
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