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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Angie Gold
Angie Gold
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A. Kyte
A. Kyte
Songwriter
Tony Baker
Tony Baker
Songwriter
Ian Anthony Stephens
Ian Anthony Stephens
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ian Anthony Stephens
Ian Anthony Stephens
Producer

Lyrics

You told me once that you loved me
You said that I was the only one
It took some time, but now I know
That you're the proverbial (Son of a bitch now)
Messin' with me wasn't wise, boy
'Cause I've been around for too long
And now you're gonna pay for those lies, boy
I'm gonna put you back down (Where you belong, boy)
I'm gonna eat you up, spit you out
And run you right into the ground
I'm gonna wind you up, turn you on
And burn all your bridges right down
I'm gonna eat you up, spit you out
And you wish you'd never come 'round
I'm gonna wind you up, turn you on
And run you right out of this town
You're such a fool for believing
That I'll let you two-time on me
And I know all about your deceivin'
I'm paying back, just you (Just wait and see now)
You thought you took me for a ride, boy
That I was only a part of your game
But you're nothing more than a wild boy
You'll never do it again (You messed up big)
I'm gonna eat you up, spit you out
And run you right into the ground
I'm gonna wind you up, turn you on
And burn all your bridges right down
I'm gonna, I'm gonna
I'm gonna, I'm gonna, yeah, ooh
I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna
I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna
I'm gonna eat you up, spit you out
And run you right out of this town
Now I'm not a girl to hurt easy
Please, I was brought up to be tough
And what you've done to me doesn't please me
You better watch out because (She can play rough, boy)
I'm gonna eat you up, spit you out
And run you right into the ground
I'm gonna wind you up, turn you on
And burn all your bridges right down, yeah
Eat you up, spit you out
Wind you up, turn you on
I'm gonna, I'm gonna
I'm gonna, I'm gonna, yeah, ooh
I'm gonna, I'm gonna
I'm gonna, I'm gonna, yeah, ooh
I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna
I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna
I'm gonna eat you up, spit you out
And run you right into the ground
I'm gonna wind you up, turn you on
And burn all your bridges right down
I'm gonna eat you up, spit you out
And run you right into the ground
Written by: A. Kyte, Tony Baker
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