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Songtexte: Britney Spears. Dramatic.

One more game,
It’s time to play,
Play with me.

(One more game)

Just one more game,
It’s time to play,
Come play my way.

I’m no more Mrs. Nice Girl,
No playing home ground,
I’m not the same girl,
You never rocked my world,
You used me,
Tried to abuse me,
Fanned a life of fantasy,
Now back to reality.

(How dramatic)

The truth that lies can’t hide,
I’m not by your side,
But you’re drumming your drummer,
Run and tell your mama,
See if she can save you,
When I’m not around you.

(So dramatic)

No, no, no, no, you’re not the one I thought you were,
Now there’s another ringing my bell,
I’m under his spell,
You’re too dramatic,
Understand it’s over.

Baby, fuck you,
The things you did, I never thought I’d get a clue,
Yeah, you wanted me to be that faithful to you,
Not let nobody’s body touch my body in positions that we only knew.
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)

Now I’m gonna give him what he wants and more,
Do all those explicit things that I told you “No”,
Places you couldn’t go,
You know where I’m talking,
You are too dramatic.

No, no, no, no, you’re not the one I thought you were.
Now there’s another ringing my bell,
I’m under his spell,
You’re too dramatic,
Understand it’s over.

Come and play,
You wanna play,
Come play with me.

No, you’re not the one I thought you were,
Now there’s another ringing my bell,
I’m under his spell,
You’re too dramatic,
Understand it’s over.

No, no, no, no, you’re not the one I thought you were,
Now there’s another ringing my bell,
I’m under his spell,
You’re too dramatic,
Understand it’s over.