Limousine (MS Rebridge)

'Cause I can dish it out but I can�t take it

You firefly, you tiny boat
You explode
We found your man
I saw our sad messiah, he was bored and tired of my laments
Four will love you so much but do me a favor, baby, don�t reply
'Cause I can dish it out but I can�t take it
One will love you so much but do me a favor, baby, don�t reply
And he'll drive
Never again, never again, never again, never again
Pretend you're a garden girl and it's your day to wed
Six will love you so much but do me a favor, baby, don�t reply
So green, yeah, you were right about me
Not strong enough remains
The world tilts back and pours and pours and so
With all feather on
But can I get myself out from underneath

'Cause I can dish it out but I can�t take it

But in time you'll get settled and we will ride
Seven loves you so much but do me a favor, baby, don�t reply
Two will love you so much but do me a favor, baby, don�t reply
You tidal wave, you're a big surprise
'Cause I can dish it out but I can�t take it

'Cause I can dish it out but I can�t take it
It's sad to hope, leave your shell to us

'Cause I can dish it out but I can�t take it
To be your mother
Three will love you so much but do me a favor, baby, don�t reply
The signal interrupts a baby's frequency's
And I've one more night
No, �cause I can dish it out but I can�t take it
'Cause I can dish it out but I can�t take it
Well, I love you so much but do me a favor, baby, don�t reply
'Cause I can dish it out but I can�t take it

Seven loves you so much but do me a favor, baby, don�t reply

Never again, never again, never again, never again
He's volunteered with grace to end your life

Said, "I died for you one time, but never again"
??Cause I can dish it out but I can�t take it
Seven loves you so much but do me a favor, baby, don�t reply
Five will love you so much but do me a favor, baby, don�t reply
Well, I love you so much but do me a favor, baby, don�t reply

'Cause I can dish it out but I can�t take it

We'll tidy up
Seven loves you so much but do me a favor, baby, don�t reply
You satellite
He's drinking up, he's all-American
This guilt that'll crush me and in the quiet
My hands are tied, we will miss you