Victor Roselli

Victor Roselli

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Lyricist and poet.

Lyrics

Cheat's Reply

Written By: Victor F. Roselli

Cheat's Reply

[Verse 1:]
Let me tell you where I'm comin' from, It's nothin' like you've heard.
Where I've been slammed and torn apart, by a cruel and vicious girl.
There's just one thing she's right about, that's what she's done to me.
Where scratched and cut and hit my truck, over nicer girl you see.

[Chorus:]
I wouldn't cheat and never have, no matter what was said.
I left that girl, I threw her out, we've never been in bed.
From day one she'd never leave, I lost all of my space.
Whenever tried to fix my truck, she'd slap me in my face.
If she'd get a life and let me live, the one I used to have,
Things may have worked, one thing's for sure, It wouldn't be this bad.

[Verse 2:]
Now I'm glad she got the clue, she knows being a witch.
Won't work with me or any man, She dug herself a ditch.
As for Jen the girl I met, she sings like "idol" star,
And likes any cologne I wear, no matter where we are.

[Chorus:]
I wouldn't cheat and never have, no matter what was said.
I left that girl, I threw her out, we've never been in bed.
From day one she'd never leave, I lost all of my space.
Whenever tried to fix my truck, she'd slap me in my face.
If she'd get a life and let me live, the one I used to have,
Things may have worked, one thing's for sure, It wouldn't be this bad.

[Bridge:]
And the courthouse judge said he's for sure, the evidence I have,
With her name carved in my leather seats, and prints on slugger bat.
Is more than anyone would need, to sue for damages.
To make my truck like new again, and punish ravages.

[Chorus:]
I wouldn't cheat and never have, no matter what was said.
I left that girl, I threw her out, we've never been in bed.
From day one she'd never leave, I lost all of my space.
Whenever tried to fix my truck, she'd slap me in my face.
Now I've met a better girl, who drinks responsibly.
Now I've met a better girl, who lets me just be me.

I'm The One

Written By: Victor F. Roselli

[Verse 1:]
I'm the one you called a tramp, but let me tell you this.
If possessive weren't and let him be, he wouldn't be who miss.
And furthermore I love his truck, the one you helped make new,
By leaving prints on slugger bat, and your name in his seats too.

[Chorus:]
So next time miss don't mess around, when you know your time is through.
He told you time and time again, it's you he's not into.
Not just because your temper's bad, not just because you're mean.
Not just because you're so back woods, but for all your jealousy.

[Verse 2:]
I'm the one you also said, a combo couldn't run.
But this world-class competitor, likes his touch when having fun.
As for my karaoke girl, as for the way I sing.
I'll have you know on "idol" girl, you know that I would win.

[Chorus:]
So next time miss don't mess around, when you know your time is through.
He told you time and time again, it's you he's not into.
Not just because your temper's bad, not just because you're mean.
Not just because you're so back woods, but for all your jealousy.

[Bridge:]
Because the way I treat my man, because the way I care,
Because I drink responsibly and have class beyond compare.
And because you treat the guys you date like they owe you everything,
That's why you lost the guy I got, and to me he's everything.

[Chorus Revised:]
So next time miss don't mess around, when you know your time is through.
He told you time and time again, it's you he's not into.
Not just because your temper's bad, not just because you're mean.
Not just because you're so back woods, but for all your jealousy.
Not just because you're so back woods, but for all your jealousy.