Song Description
She doesn't want to start a relationship tonight, ok buddy?
| Song Length |
3:08 |
Genre |
Country - General, Country - Honky Tonk |
| Tempo |
Fast (151 - 170) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Subject |
Searching for Love |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
My Next Ex
I think you're my next ex
I think it's for the best
Did your hopes get too high
Since we met here last night
Last night it was an awesome blur you held me so tight
I was seein' double, Mr. Left and Mr. Right
(chorus)
One plus one equals two weeks till we're done
You plus me means it's only make believe
Beer plus wine means I won't be up by nine
Half past twelve means I'm gonna hate myself
The jukebox has our song
Can't recall which damn one
Be careful what you wish for you might sweep me off my feet
Hope you like your scrambled eggs cooked in bacon grease
(chorus)
One plus one equals two weeks till we're done
You plus me means it's only make believe
Beer plus wine means I won't be up by nine
Half past twelve means I'm gonna hate myself
(bridge)
You're my designated driver someone call us a cab
We got a second one night stand
I think you're my next ex
I ain't been proved wrong yet
(chorus)
One plus one equals two weeks till we're done
You plus me means it's only make believe
Beer plus wine means I won't be up by nine
Half past twelve means I'm gonna hate myself
I think you're