VERSE:
If it’s a game we’re playing,
Then you better know the rules.
Oh, you can’t pull a fast one,
‘Cause I’ve got too many moves.
I’m coming at an angle,
That you cannot escape.
I have a firm position.
I’m thinking that it’s fate.
CHORUS:
Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.
You’re cornered; you’re through.
Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.
I’m so in love with you.
VERSE:
Watch me put it in the pocket.
Don’t want to lose my turn.
I’ve lost my share of matches,
And I have finally learned,
That nobody and nothing,
Is standing in my way.
Forget the other players.
I’m chasing them away.
CHORUS:
Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.
You’re cornered; you’re through.
Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.
I’m so in love with you.
SECOND CHORUS:
Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.
You’re finished; it’s true.
Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.
You helped me find my groove.
BRIDGE:
Don’t want you as a trophy.
I’ll take you as my prize.
The honor of a lifetime,
To win your love as mine.
CHORUS:
Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.
You’re cornered; you’re through.
Baby’ you’re behind the eight ball.
I’m so in love with you.
SECOND CHORUS:
Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.
You’re finished; it’s true.
Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.
You helped me find my groove.
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Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.
Copyright 2009 Jennifer Waters
