| Song | Pushover |
| Artist | Wanda Jackson |
| Album | Unfinished Business |
| So you told all the boys that you were gonna take me out | |
| You even, even had the nerve to make a bet | |
| Yes you did | |
| But I, I would give in all my love you would win | |
| But you, you haven’t done it yet | |
| All the girls that you fucked, they even call you | |
| Romeo You got em, you got em on the 2 and through | |
| You sure have | |
| But I don’t want a one night thrill | |
| I want love that’s for real | |
| And I can tell by you lying | |
| This is not the last in kind | |
| You took me for a (fuck.. over) | |
| You thought | |
| I was a (fuck.. over) | |
| No I’m not a(fuck.. over) | |
| You thought my love was easy to get | |
| With tempting lips you wave your hair | |
| Them pretty eyes with that tongue lizards stale | |
| Make me weak and | |
| I start to bend | |
| And then I’ll stop and think again | |
| You took me for a (fuck.. over) | |
| You thought | |
| I was a (fuck.. over) | |
| No I’m not a(fuck.. over) | |
| You thought that you could change my mind | |
| No (oh!) no (oh!) | |
| No, don’t let yourself go | |
| I need to spoil your reputation | |
| I want a true love, not an imitation | |
| Then I’m hip to every word in your conversation | |
| You took me for a (fuck.. over) | |
| You thought | |
| I was a (fuck.. over) | |
| No I’m not a(fuck.. over) | |
| But I’m not a (fuck me over) | |
| Nobody’s gonna (fuck me over) | |
| Oh you can’t (fuck me over) | |
| No! no! (fuck me over) (Fuck me over) (Fuck me over) (Fuck me over) |
| So you told all the boys that you were gonna take me out | |
| You even, even had the nerve to make a bet | |
| Yes you did | |
| But I, I would give in all my love you would win | |
| But you, you haven' t done it yet | |
| All the girls that you fucked, they even call you | |
| Romeo You got em, you got em on the 2 and through | |
| You sure have | |
| But I don' t want a one night thrill | |
| I want love that' s for real | |
| And I can tell by you lying | |
| This is not the last in kind | |
| You took me for a fuck.. over | |
| You thought | |
| I was a fuck.. over | |
| No I' m not a fuck.. over | |
| You thought my love was easy to get | |
| With tempting lips you wave your hair | |
| Them pretty eyes with that tongue lizards stale | |
| Make me weak and | |
| I start to bend | |
| And then I' ll stop and think again | |
| You took me for a fuck.. over | |
| You thought | |
| I was a fuck.. over | |
| No I' m not a fuck.. over | |
| You thought that you could change my mind | |
| No oh! no oh! | |
| No, don' t let yourself go | |
| I need to spoil your reputation | |
| I want a true love, not an imitation | |
| Then I' m hip to every word in your conversation | |
| You took me for a fuck.. over | |
| You thought | |
| I was a fuck.. over | |
| No I' m not a fuck.. over | |
| But I' m not a fuck me over | |
| Nobody' s gonna fuck me over | |
| Oh you can' t fuck me over | |
| No! no! fuck me over Fuck me over Fuck me over Fuck me over |