You Had Me
from Pay Attention by Brian Woodbury & His Popular Music Group
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lyrics
You had me at “Go fuck yourself!”
I knew then and there
That was just your funny way
To show me you care
Though I know I’m just a worthless idiot
'Cause you told me so
When you said, “Go fuck yourself!”
How could I say no?
You always were a feisty one
I could see that from the first
When you trained your beady eyes on me
I said hello, you simply cursed
Then you made your charm offensive
Too offensive to deny
Your feelings were so plain to see
As you patiently
Explained to me
“Eat shit and die!”
You had me at “Go fuck yourself!”
And I should have known
That even if I begged you
You wouldn’t leave me alone
From endearments like “ya stupid douchebag”
Your devotion is clear
And all those dark secrets
You shout in my ear.
You love that I am vulnerable
I wear my heart on my sleeve.
It’s easier for you to break that way
Just enough so I don't leave.
What really counts is your honesty
The most precious gift of all
You confess you find my mouth too big
And my nose too big
And my ass too big
And my dick too goddamn small
You had me at “Go fuck yourself!”
I knew from the start
When your crimson-faced hollering
First melted my heart
I relinquished my immortal soul to you
As you cast your spell
Turns out you meant your place
When you said “Go to Hell!”
I thrill to hear you mocking me
And it’s music when you scream
From the outside it seems a nightmare
But me, I’m livin’ the dream
I know I don’t deserve you
But I do my best, I swear.
And I’ m grateful when you ask me
“Do you have to drive like a moron?
“Didn’t I tell you never wear that shirt?
“Why you cryin’, you pussy?
“Can’t you man up and grow a pair?”
Now it’s hard to ignore
That you think love is for the birds
But you make my heart soar
With those three little words
You had me at “go fuck yourself”
And I knew there and then
I’d be hearing that bold request
Again and again and again and again
I rely upon your ceaseless badgering
To help steer me true
And you say “Go fuck yourself!”
So that’s what I’ ll do
You say “Go fuck yourself!”
So I’m stickin’ with you.
I knew then and there
That was just your funny way
To show me you care
Though I know I’m just a worthless idiot
'Cause you told me so
When you said, “Go fuck yourself!”
How could I say no?
You always were a feisty one
I could see that from the first
When you trained your beady eyes on me
I said hello, you simply cursed
Then you made your charm offensive
Too offensive to deny
Your feelings were so plain to see
As you patiently
Explained to me
“Eat shit and die!”
You had me at “Go fuck yourself!”
And I should have known
That even if I begged you
You wouldn’t leave me alone
From endearments like “ya stupid douchebag”
Your devotion is clear
And all those dark secrets
You shout in my ear.
You love that I am vulnerable
I wear my heart on my sleeve.
It’s easier for you to break that way
Just enough so I don't leave.
What really counts is your honesty
The most precious gift of all
You confess you find my mouth too big
And my nose too big
And my ass too big
And my dick too goddamn small
You had me at “Go fuck yourself!”
I knew from the start
When your crimson-faced hollering
First melted my heart
I relinquished my immortal soul to you
As you cast your spell
Turns out you meant your place
When you said “Go to Hell!”
I thrill to hear you mocking me
And it’s music when you scream
From the outside it seems a nightmare
But me, I’m livin’ the dream
I know I don’t deserve you
But I do my best, I swear.
And I’ m grateful when you ask me
“Do you have to drive like a moron?
“Didn’t I tell you never wear that shirt?
“Why you cryin’, you pussy?
“Can’t you man up and grow a pair?”
Now it’s hard to ignore
That you think love is for the birds
But you make my heart soar
With those three little words
You had me at “go fuck yourself”
And I knew there and then
I’d be hearing that bold request
Again and again and again and again
I rely upon your ceaseless badgering
To help steer me true
And you say “Go fuck yourself!”
So that’s what I’ ll do
You say “Go fuck yourself!”
So I’m stickin’ with you.
credits
from Pay Attention,
released July 1, 2015
Brian Woodbury: vocals, guitar, bass; Marc Muller: pedal steel; David Witham: piano; Andy Sanesi: drums; Gary Stockdale and Paul F. Perry: background vocals. Written & arranged by Brian Woodbury; co-arranged by Marc Muller.
Brian Woodbury: vocals, guitar, bass; Marc Muller: pedal steel; David Witham: piano; Andy Sanesi: drums; Gary Stockdale and Paul F. Perry: background vocals. Written & arranged by Brian Woodbury; co-arranged by Marc Muller.
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Brian Woodbury Los Angeles, California
Brian Woodbury is a Los Angeles composer, lyricist and bandleader who writes musicals, post-modern jazz compositions, quirky pop, country songs and music for children's TV.
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