Listen to Son of a Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You) [feat. Carly Simon] by Janet Jackson

Son of a Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You) [feat. Carly Simon]

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Janet Jackson

Vocals

Carly Simon

Vocals

Alex Richbourg

Programming

Alex Al

Bass Guitar

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Carly Simon

Composer

Janet Jackson

Songwriter

Jimmy Jam

Songwriter

Terry Lewis

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Janet Jackson

Producer

Jimmy Jam

Producer

Terry Lewis

Producer

Steve Hodge

Recording Engineer

Xavier Smith

Assistant Recording Engineer

Dave Rideau

Mixing Engineer

Tom Sweeney

Assistant Recording Engineer

Jimmy Parr

Vocal Recording Engineer

Mike Abbott

Additional Engineer

Jason Elmore

Assistant Recording Engineer

Bradley Yost

Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Ha, ha

Hoo, hoo

Thought you'd get the money too

Greedy motherfuckers

Try to have their cake and eat it too

Son of a gun

Son of a gun

[Verse 2]

You're such a romantic hero

The way you dress and look yourself over

It's no wonder you would ponder that image

Of your preening self in the mirror (Go on)

[Verse 3]

Sharp shooter into breakin' hearts

Baby jiggalo, sex pistol

Hollerin' at everything that walks

No substance, just small talk

Know why you're feelin' on that girl's behind

You got a sleazy one-track mind

Workin' your work until you think you find

Who's goin' home with you tonight

[Verse 4]

Oh, who you gonna give it to?

Who you gonna steal it from?

Who's your next victim?

Oh, who you gonna lie to?

Who you gonna cheat on?

Who you gonna leave alone?

Oh, what you gonna tell her after she discovers

You don't really love her?

Oh, it's gonna be a showdown, knockdown, drag down

Gunslingers, shoot 'em up

[Verse 5]

I betcha think this song is about you

I betcha think this song is about you (I betcha, yeah)

I betcha think this song is about you (Yeah, yeah)

I betcha think this song is about you

Don't you? Don't you? Don't you?

[Verse 6]

Ha, ha

Hoo, hoo

Thought you'd get the money too

Greedy motherfuckers

Try to have their cake and eat it too

Son of a gun

[Verse 7]

You tell 'em, Carly

Clouds in my coffee (Go on)

Clouds in my coffee

[Verse 8]

Ha, ha

Hoo, hoo

Thought you'd get the money too

Greedy motherfuckers

Try to have their cake and eat it too

[Verse 9]

Sweatin' me but I'm not your type

You think you irk me and you're so right

I'd rather keep the trash and throw you out

Stupid bitch in my beach house

Naw, I ain't gonna go and act a fool

And be the lead story on the **** news

Not me, sucker, I'll never be your lover

I'd rather make you suffer, you stupid motherfucker

[Verse 10]

Oh, who you gonna give it to?

Who you gonna steal it from?

Who's your next victim?

Oh, who you gonna lie to?

Who you gonna cheat on?

Who you gonna leave alone?

Oh, what you gonna tell her after she discovers

You don't really love her?

Oh, it's gonna be a showdown, knockdown, drag down

Gunslingers, shoot 'em up

[Verse 11]

I betcha think this song is about you

I betcha think this song is about you

I betcha think this song is about you (Yeah, yeah)

I betcha think this song is about you

Don't you? Don't you? Don't you?

[Verse 12]

Ha, ha

Hoo, hoo

Thought you'd get the money too

Greedy motherfuckers

Try to have their cake and eat it too (Let's dance)

[Verse 13]

You tell 'em, Carly

Clouds of various shapes and sizes

Most guys like to evaluate their prizes (All right now)

We come with so many different tricks

The apricot scarf was worn by Nick

Nothing in the words refer to Mick

[Verse 14]

Got a chip upon your shoulder

I just knocked it off

Show me what you're gonna do

I ain't 'bout to run

You have just run out of ammunition (I'm a storm cloud, baby)

Shootin' blanks now

You son of a gun

(You can roll like thunder all over me)

[Verse 15]

Oh, who you gonna give it to?

Who you gonna steal it from?

Who's your next victim?

(No, no, no, no, no)

Oh, who you gonna lie to?

(It's not what you say, it's what you do)

Who you gonna cheat on?

Who you gonna leave alone?

(You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you)

Oh, what you gonna tell her after she discovers

You don't really love her?

(Don't you? Don't you? Don't you? Don't you? Don't you?)

Oh, it's gonna be a showdown, knockdown, drag down

Gunslingers, shoot 'em up

[Verse 16]

I betcha think this song is about you

I betcha think this song is about you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I betcha think this song is about you (I betcha do)

I betcha think this song is about you

I betcha think this song is about you (Don't you?)

I betcha think this song is about you (I betcha do)

I betcha think this song is about you

I betcha think this song is about you

Don't you? Don't you? Don't you?

[Verse 17]

I betcha think this song is about you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I betcha think this song is about you (I betcha)

I betcha think this song is about you

I betcha think this song is about you

Don't you? Don't you? Don't you?

[Verse 18]

I'm gone

Son of a gun

Go on

Janet and me, thick as thieves

Never met Jet but I'll venture a bet

There's a common threat to our common dream (Tell 'em, Carly)

And if it wasn't for that damned cream

There'd be no clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee

Who do you think you are, Rambo?

Or a cumulonimbus cavulotus, or a cirrus or an altostratus?

Somebody to make somebody like me proud (You tell 'em, Carly)

In the encyclopedia of clouds? (All right now)

No, no, no, no

It's not what you say, it's what you do

You're so vain (Go on)

You probably think this song is about you (You tell 'em, Carly)

Probably think this song is about you (Don't hurt him now)

Yeah, you probably think this song is about you (That's my girl)

Is about you (Go on)

Is about you (Go on)

You probably think this song is about you

You son of a gun

Son of a gun

Son of a gun

Written by: Carly Simon, Janet Jackson, Jimmy Jam, Terry Lewis

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