Songtext von Guy On A Horse

Cute, your car is sports, like, is that fast? I hear you talkin' over me, like, is that smart? 'Cause I've played Wembley Stadium, like, is that hard? Not really, really, oh, really, oh Tell me more about your money, babe, drop them O's (O's) And while you're at it, drop a name and then bum a smoke (smoke) Did someone drop you as a kid, or is that coke? (Coke) No, really, really, oh, really, oh Listen Boy, somebody's gotta say it It might cut to the core Got this far, but I'm Joan of Arc And you're just a guy on a horse Stand me up and crack a smile, like, is that plaque? (Plaque) And say you're pretty sure that blonde wants you so bad (bad) And your friends are all so famous, like, is that Brad? (Brad) Not really, really, oh, really, oh I don't envy, only pity You'll be lonely in your fifties Listen Boy, somebody's gotta say it It might cut to the core, ah Got this far, but I'm Joan of Arc And you're just a guy on a horse (just a guy on a horse) Then I try to be nice but I can't keep it in anymore (no way) Got this far, but I'm Joan of Arc And you're just a guy on a horse (Uh) Somebody Got this far, but I'm Joan of Arc And you're just a guy on a horse Sour in your saddle I think you wanna start a war I've got bigger battles And you're just a guy on a horse And you're just a guy on a horse