Exchanged my vows and said it all
And don't you worry about a thing just
Okay, I'm tired of singin' sad songs
Goodbye, it's time for me to get it on
Of a magazines trying to put
Goodbye, it's time for me to get it on
Goodbye, it's time for me to move along
I sent you to Vegas
I shouldn't get mad or sad, who knows
Just take it all as a sign that we're through
Filled up our garage for you
Alright, it's time for me, Britney let's go
From the stupid freakin' things that you do
But I just said they're crazy
Goodbye, it's time for me to move along
Goodbye, it's time for me to move along
It's time for me to move along
Why should I be sad? Heaven knows
I shouldn't get mad or sad, who knows
I thought what could separate us
Just let me ask this question
[Incomprehensible] sound betrayed but
Goodbye, it's time for me to get it on
Hold my life, let's prepare to fall
And with no ultimatums on you
Okay, I'm tired of singin' sad songs
While I was crying frantic, was it true?
Why should I be sad? Heaven knows
My life was so restricted for you
Don't worry I'll keep a little secret
Alright, it's time for me, Britney let's go
Just take it all as a sign that we're through
Why should I be sad? Heaven knows
I just told them sat at night
Made your choice with all the themes
I shouldn't get mad or sad, who knows
From the stupid freakin' things that you do
Couldn't sleep and feel inside
Alright, it's time for me, Britney let's go
Goodbye, it's time for me to get it on
Okay, I'm tired of singin' sad songs
Just take it all as a sign that we're through
Only brought the pimp out of you
Lavish homes and fancy cars
Alright, it's time for me, Britney let's go
Thought I'd be plenty for you
Goodbye, it's time for me to move along
Okay, I'm tired of singin' sad songs
With a pocket full of paper
Even got the truck Ferrari
Goodbye, it's time for me to get it on
But it just seemed that Vegas
Goodbye, it's time for me to get it on
Alright, it's time for me, Britney let's go
My friends said you would play me
Alright, it's time for me, Britney let's go
Goodbye, it's time for me to move along
Tell me who'd I do that for? Who?
Some things in the gossip section
Okay, I'm tired of singin' sad songs
Even screamed at dinner for you
Okay, I'm tired of singin' sad songs
From the stupid freakin' things that you do
People, limos, magazines
