Lletres: Daniel Bedingfield. Inflate My Ego.

Rang her up and her father said, "She's gone
You're too late boy, she's already been taken"
Rang again, what her father said was wrong
It's not true boy, Daddy was mistaken

What am I to do about it?
What am I to do about this thing?
There's no way I can feel about it
'Cause I don't even know how much I love her

Rang her up and her father said, "She's gone
You're too late boy, she's already been taken"
Rang again, what her father said was wrong
It's not true boy, Daddy was mistaken

What am I to do about it?
What am I to do about this thing?
There's no way I can feel about it
'Cause I don't even know how much I love her

I consider you so expendable
You might as well pack your bags and go
I don't need you, my whole world revolves around me
Inflate my ego

(I consider you so expendable)
(You might as well pack your bags and go)
(I don't need you, my whole world revolves around me)
(Inflate my ego)

Rang her up and her father said, "She's gone
You're too late boy, she's already been taken"
Rang again, what her father said was wrong
It's not true boy, daddy was mistaken

What am I to do about it?
What am I to do about this thing?
There's no way I can feel about it
'Cause I don't even know how much I love her

I consider you so expendable
You might as well pack your bags and go
I don't need you, my whole world revolves around me
Inflate my ego

(I consider you so expendable)
(You might as well pack your bags and go)
(I don't need you, my whole world revolves around me)
(Inflate my ego)

(I consider you so expendable)
(You might as well pack your bags and go)
(I don't need you, my whole world revolves around me)
(Inflate my ego)

(I consider you so expendable)
(You might as well pack your bags and go)
(I don't need you, my whole world revolves around me)
(Inflate my ego)