Fired - Robin Bengtsson, J-Son

Fired…

Oooh oooh oooh oooh!

Oooh oooh oooh oooh

Oooh oooh oooh oooh!

Oooh oooh oooh oooh

How could I think we could work it out

Not moving forward would be the flat tire

I’m giving up you’re just giving down

Where have you been to chose you’re a liar

And I thought that we were going somewhere

But you show me that you just don’t care

Got something to say you do not prepared

You are fired

I’m running through hell

Tryna make you feel well

You just scared by yourself

You are fired

So now you’re in the mood

But there’s nothing you can do

Yeah, mutter to be rude

You are fired!

Oooh oooh oooh oooh!

(Oh yeah)

Oooh oooh oooh oooh (You are fired)

Oooh oooh oooh oooh!

(That's right)

Oooh oooh oooh oooh

You never thought I could let you go

But here we are and girl you’re unhired

And now I’m all on the stereo

You hate the fact some made it up higher

And I thought that we were going somewhere

But you show me that you just don’t care

Got something to say you do not prepared

You are fired

I’m runnung thorugh hell

Tryna make you feel well

You’re just scared by yourself

You are fired

So now you’re in the mood

But there’s nothing you can do

Yeah, mutter to be rude

You are fired!

Oooh oooh oooh oooh!

(Yes you are)

Oooh oooh oooh oooh (You are fired)

Ooooh oooh oooh oooh!

Oooh oooh oooh oooh

Here we go, once again, with the stress

So I turn around to make you my ex

Gotta express how life to turn out bless

Baby let me get it out my chest

How can we go from the back to the grave yeah

Where you took a lot of your time now you ask to late

That’s the way, all I be, maybe have a second thoughts

Who I’d be with a be i be