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| Lyric Credits: |
Tanya Sue Pollard, Sam Cooper |
| Music Credits: |
Tanya Sue Pollard, Sam Cooper |
| Producer Credits: |
Sam Cooper |
| Publisher Credits: |
Tanya Sue Pollard, Jerricat Music |
| Performance Credits: |
Tanya Sue Pollard (vocals), Sam Cooper--instruments |
| Label Credits: |
Red Heart Records |
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Short Song Description:
This is a breakup song with a touch of bitterness as the singer tells her former boyfriend to revert to masturbation.
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Long Song Description:
Many breakup songs may be sad and depressed, but this is a statement of liberty and freedom from an oppressive former boyfriend with the advice that he should go back to relying on his hand for satisfaction.
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Story Behind the Song:
Tanya was talking about a girl getting dumped and her reaction.
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| Song Length |
4:17 |
| Primary Genre |
Pop-Dance |
| Tempo / Feel |
Pop-Rock |
| Tempo / Feel |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
| Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Subject Matter 1 |
Frustration |
| Subject Matter 2 |
Pride |
| Mood 1 |
Mad |
| Mood 2 |
Incensed |
| Similar Artist 1 |
Madonna |
| Similar Artist 2 |
Christina Aguilera |
| Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
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JAM
Tanya Sue Pollard, Sam Cooper ©2013
615-469-4067 jericat@yahoo.com
I'm not a push pin doll for your voodoo,
You do everything you can to hurt me.
I'm not your ex, you're my ex, so don't text me,
You weren't good enough to desert me.
You think you're teaching me a lesson,
You don't know who you're messin' with.
CHORUS
I'm not your momma,
Not your Barbie, not your little girl.
You know I'm the woman,
Who could have taken you around the world.
You can come see me play with my band,
But I'm over you, not going home with you, when you're all alone, just jam,
With your hand.
I got voice mails from twenty other males,
I just might return some of their calls.
You think you're huge, but I got news,
The guy I'm with tonight makes you look small.
I'd never ever wanna be you,
I'm glad my eyes no longer see you anymore,
REPEAT CHORUS
BRIDGE
I'm too far gone to care about what we lost.
Hope you find someone else, I'll keep my fingers crossed.
REPEAT CHORUS
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