If I gave you my finest hour
Would you stick around?
Cause I’m sick of giving my favourite rhymes
To girls who just leave town
One got married and one had kids
One out-priced me in West Dids
And when I see her I try and make amends
She put her foot down in her fella's Benz
[Chorus]
You know that I can’t compete with that
I can’t compete with that
It’s a fact
[Verse 2]
One did one to Echo Park
With an old Pen pal whose now an oligarch
She sent my boxes one by one
I'll fedex his xmas, is and was
And as I unpacked the Eric shirt and
The National prints from the last concert
I thought I’ll probably never see that girl again
[Chorus]
You know that I can’t compete with that
I can’t compete with that
It’s a fact
You know that I can’t compete with that
I can’t compete with that
[Verse 1] If I gave you my finest hour Would you stick around? Cause I’m sick of giving my favourite rhymes To girls who just leave town One got married and one had kids One out-priced me in West Dids And when I see her I try and make amends She put her foot down in her fella's Benz [Chorus] You know that I can’t compete with that I can’t compete with that It’s a fact [Verse 2] One did one to Echo Park With an old Pen pal whose now an oligarch She sent my boxes one by one I'll fedex his xmas, is and was And as I unpacked the Eric shirt and The National prints from the last concert I thought I’ll probably never see that girl again [Chorus] You know that I can’t compete with that I can’t compete with that It’s a fact You know that I can’t compete with that I can’t compete with that Explain Request ×
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