Lyrics
Holly
I see you drivin' 'round town with the guy I love
And I’m like, «Forget you!» (Oo, oo, ooo!)
I guess the change in my pocket wasn’t enough
I’m like, «Forget you!» (Oo, oo, ooo!)
Yeah, I’m sorry I can’t afford a Ferrari
But that don’t mean I can’t get you there
I guess she’s an Xbox and I’m more an Atari
Mmm, but the way you play your game ain’t fair
I pity the fool that falls in love with you
(Oops, shh, she’s a gold digger)
Well
(Just thought you should know it)
Ooooh, I’ve got some news for you
Yeah, go, run and tell your little girlfriend
I see you drivin' 'round town with the guy I love
And I’m like, «Forget you!» (Oo, oo, ooo!)
I guess the change in my pocket wasn’t enough
I’m like, «Forget you and forget him too!»
I said, if I was richer, I’d still be with ya
Now ain’t that some shh—? (Ain't that some shh—?)
And although there’s pain in my chest
I still wish you the best with a «Forget you!» (Oo, oo, ooo!)
Now, I know that I had to borrow
Beg and steal and lie and cheat
Tryin' to keep ya, tryin' to please ya
'Cause being in love with your face ain’t cheap
Now, I pity the fool that falls in love with you
(Oops, shh, she’s a gold digger)
Well
(Just thought you should know it)
Ooooh, I’ve got some news for you
Ooh, I really hate you right now
I see you drivin' 'round town with the guy I love
And I’m like, «Forget you!» (Oo, oo, ooo!)
I guess the change in my pocket wasn’t enough
I’m like, «Forget you and forget him too!»
I said, if I was richer, I’d still be with ya
Now ain’t that some shh—? (Ain't that some shh—?)
And although there’s pain in my chest
I still wish you the best with a «Forget you!» (Oo, oo, ooo!)
Mercedes & Artie
Now baby, baby, baby, why d’you wanna, wanna hurt me so bad?
(So bad, so bad, so bad)
I tried to tell my mama but she told me, «This is one for your dad»
(Your dad, your dad, your dad)
Holly
Uh! Whhhy? Uh! Whhhy? Uh! Whhhy baby?
Oh! I love you, I still love you! Ohhh!
Holly & New Directions
I see you drivin' 'round town with the guy I love
And I’m like, «Forget you!» (Santana: Forget you!)
(Oo, oo, ooo!)
I guess the change in my pocket wasn’t enough
I’m like, «Forget you and forget him too!»
I said, if I was richer, I’d still be with ya (Santana: Yeah, yeah)
Now ain’t that some shh—? (Santana: Oooh)
Ain’t that some shh—?
And although there’s pain in my chest
I still wish you the best with a «Forget you!» (Oo, oo, ooo!)