作词 : CRAY Have a seat and I'll tell you a tale It wasn't that long ago.. About a guy who turned out to be a cheater got the heater So the story goes: He tried the playboy-thing on two friends Thinking that they'd never know. They say he got caught in a trap and it snapped He's not around anymore... Poor Johnny, He came home looking cool one day, Just wasn't lucky to come out that way Once from the left... then from the right They took him down, late that night. Now everyone in town knew he always played around But not a word was said. All the money and the clothes, And the cars that he drove just kept his ego fed. To his friends he was king, Cause he thought of everything Except his number one. She had the kids and the house, While he was always out Leaving his homework undone. Poor Johnny, He came home looking cool one day, Just wasn't lucky to come out that way Once from the left... then from the right They took him down, late that night. Then one day his luck ran out. When number two found a number and called his house. Word on the street is that they talked all night They had to teach him a lesson, They had to make things right. Poor Johnny, He came home looking cool one day, Just wasn't lucky to come out that way Once from the left... then from the right They took him down, late that night. Poor Johnny, He came home looking cool one day, Just wasn't lucky to come out that way Once from the left... then from the right They took him down, late that night. Poor Johnny Poor Johnny Poor Johnny Poor Johnny Poor Johnny
作词 : CRAY Have a seat and I'll tell you a tale It wasn't that long ago.. About a guy who turned out to be a cheater got the heater So the story goes: He tried the playboy-thing on two friends Thinking that they'd never know. They say he got caught in a trap and it snapped He's not around anymore... Poor Johnny, He came home looking cool one day, Just wasn't lucky to come out that way Once from the left... then from the right They took him down, late that night. Now everyone in town knew he always played around But not a word was said. All the money and the clothes, And the cars that he drove just kept his ego fed. To his friends he was king, Cause he thought of everything Except his number one. She had the kids and the house, While he was always out Leaving his homework undone. Poor Johnny, He came home looking cool one day, Just wasn't lucky to come out that way Once from the left... then from the right They took him down, late that night. Then one day his luck ran out. When number two found a number and called his house. Word on the street is that they talked all night They had to teach him a lesson, They had to make things right. Poor Johnny, He came home looking cool one day, Just wasn't lucky to come out that way Once from the left... then from the right They took him down, late that night. Poor Johnny, He came home looking cool one day, Just wasn't lucky to come out that way Once from the left... then from the right They took him down, late that night. Poor Johnny Poor Johnny Poor Johnny Poor Johnny Poor Johnny
