I don't wanna talk The winner takes it all The winner takes it all (Takes it all) About things we've gone through Though it's hurting me Now it's history I've played all my cards And that's what you've done, too Nothing more to say

Oh, babe, I got you, babe, I got you, babe People say that we don't know What love is or how to make it grow Well, I don't know if all that's true 'Cause you got me and baby, I got you Say, our love won't pay the rent Before it's earned, our money's all

I'm prolly not what you thought Guess I don't know what to say I leave it all on the stage Look, people ask me what the future is All I know is I'll be doin' this All I know is things are moving quick That's convenient for me 'cause that’s how I live Now

Yeah-eah-eah-eah And I say yeah-eah They tell me think with my head, not that thing in my chest They got their hands at my neck this time But you're the one that I want, if that's really so wrong Then they don't know what this feeling is like I'll tell

You don't like players That's what you say-a But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller Without girls like you When you walk in the bar And you dressed like a star Rockin' your F me pumps And the men

I don't know how I'm gonna tell you I can't play with you no more I don't know how I'm gonna do what mama told me My friend the boy next door I can't believe what people saying You're gonna let your hair hang down I'm satisfied to sit here working all

You don't like players That's what you say-a But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller Without girls like you When you walk in the bar And you dressed like a star Rockin' your f me pumps And the men

And I'll get over you over time I guess out of the blue you won't cross my mind That's what they all tell me That's what they say to me Your blue eyes and your black eyelashes The way you looked at life in your funny way Your pale skin and your sexy

But once again these tears always win These eyes put up a fight Say now baby girl you're better off That's what I'm telling myself (over and over) But I'm lying to myself 'Cause these lips are missin' you (Missin' you) 'Cause these lips ain't kissin' you

Boss Michelle Obama Purse so heavy gettin' Oprah dollas You say that you a baller And I see you tryna holla But that ain't how I was brought up Working for my money 'Cause that's what my momma taught me So yo ass betta show me some respect