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Tekstovi: Anarbor. Mr. Big Shot.

Oh, you're Mr. Big Shot
And you think you got a lot.
Do you mean to tell me I'm not worthy?

Oh, you're Mr. Big Shot
Everything you're gonna get caught.
Been wonderin' lately, you're not ready.

Oh, you think you're hot as hell.
Oh, you think that they can't tell.
But deep down, you're just a baby.

Someday, you'll come knockin' on my door.
And I'll leave you lonely,
I don't want you anymore.
My bones are stronger than before.
So don't come 'round my way,
I'll kick your ass right out the door.

Oh, you're Mr. Big Shot
Yeah, you think you hit the spot.
But someone told me you're all stories.

Oh, you're Mr. Big Shot
And life's not about what you've got.
So don't you tell me I'm not happy.

Oh, you think you're hot as hell.
Oh, you think that they can't tell.
But deep down, you're just a baby.

Someday, you'll come knockin' on my door.
And I'll leave you lonely,
I don't want you anymore.
My bones are stronger than before.
So don't come 'round my way,
I'll kick your ass right out the door.

Is that all you got, Mr. Big Shot?
Is that all you got, Mr. Big Shot?

Oh, you think you're hot as hell.
Oh, you think that they can't tell.
But deep down, you're just a baby.

Someday, you'll come knockin' on my door.
And I'll leave you lonely,
I don't want you anymore.
My bones are stronger than before.
So don't come 'round my way,
I'll kick your ass right out the door.
Whoa-oh-ah-oh,
Whoa-oh-whoa.
I'll kick your ass right out the door.