Well, I had me a boy, turned him into a man I showed him all the things that he didn't understand Whoa, and then I let him go Now, there's one in California who's been cursing my name Cause I found me a better lover in the UK Hey, hey, until I made my getaway
(*) One, two, three, they gonna run back to me Cause I'm the best baby that they never gotta keep One, two, three, they gonna run back to me They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave
Like ghosts they want me to make 'em all They won't let go Ex's and oh's
I had a summer lover down in New Orleans Kept him warm in the winter, left him frozen in the spring
I get high, and I love to get low So the hearts keep breaking, and the heads just roll You know that's how the story goes
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My ex's and the oh, oh, oh's they haunt me Like ghosts they want me to make 'em all They won't let go Ex's and oh's