More songs by NAVENI
Description
Arranger: Krishna Veni Panakal
Arranger: Samuel Vuilleumier
Bass: Samuel Vuilleumier
Drums: Rafael Da Silva
Guitar: Samuel Vuilleumier
Producer: Samuel Vuilleumier
Mix Engineer: Samuel Vuilleumier
Recording Engineer: Krishna Veni Panakal
Mastering Engineer: DSD SOUND
: Dylan Jason Georges Rochat
Composer: Krishna Veni Panakal
Composer: Samuel Vuilleumier
Lyricist: Krishna Veni Panakal
Lyrics and translation
Original
I'm way too cool for you to be messing with me like this, uh.
You remind me of my ex, and the reason I left him for.
Oh, oh, oh.
I'm way too cool for you to be playing games.
I make the rules, don't be a fool. I run this show.
I'm a special type of woman.
I've got a special set of rules.
'Cause I'd rather be alone than with a suburb man, na, na, na.
Darling, you've got to do better than this.
Please don't waste my time, I'll end it, call it quits.
I've been growing up, calling myself baby, and I'll admit that you're making me cry lately. I'll be gone with the wind, you're driving me crazy.
You gotta be a better man for me, ay, ay.
I know I ain't perfect, but I know that I'm worth it.
I'll love you with my whole heart, I'm committed, I'll serve it. But it's gotta be reciprocated easily.
You've gotta have a ring and might get on your knees.
You know I'm a goddess, make you swear I'm the hottest. I'll say it to your face 'cause I'm loyal and honest.
I'm a keeper, I'm a boss, yeah, I make my own money.
They all want a taste, now you got it, don't blow it.
Darling, you've got to do better than this.
Please don't waste my time, I'll end it, call it quits.
I've been growing up, calling myself baby, and I'll admit that you're making me cry lately. I'll be gone with the wind, you're driving me crazy.
You gotta be a better man for me, ay, ay.
I've been growing up, calling myself baby. I'll admit that you're making me cry lately.
I'll be gone with the wind, you're driving me crazy. You gotta be a better man for me, ay, ay.
You've gotta be a better man. I ain't got time to be your standby.
You've gotta be a better man. I ain't got time to be your standby, boy, be- Be a better man.
I ain't got time to be your standby. You've gotta be a better man.
I ain't got time to be your standby, boy.
Growing up, calling myself baby, and I'll admit that you're making me cry lately.
And I'll be gone with the wind, you're driving me crazy.
You gotta be a better man for me, ay, ay!