Shania Twain

Here's the story, he’s so sorry

Packed my bags, it's time to get the hell out

At least I lost five kilos 'cause of heartache

Now I’m skinny, and my soul is rebound

**** whoever made the saying

"You can't eat and have your cake"

Gonna party, it's my birthday anyway

How you think I go insane

But I'm recycling the pain

So unimpressed, who said it best? Shania Twain

Hey, all of my lovers, all of my lovers

All of my lovers let it pour on me

All of my lovers, all of my lovers

Hey, all of my lovers, all of my lovers

All of my lovers let it pour on me

All of my lovers, all my lo-lo-lovers

Here's the story, I'm not sorry

'Bout no boyfriend, I just got a tattoo saying

"I'm an angel," sweet little angel

He’ll fool someone new but I know the truth

**** whoever made the saying

"You can’t eat and have your cake"

Gonna party, it's my birthday anyway

How you think I go insane

But I’m recycling the pain

So unimpressed, who said it best? Shania Twain

Hey, all of my lovers, all of my lovers

All of my lovers let it pour on me

All of my lovers, all of my lovers

Hey, all of my lovers, all of my lovers

All of my lovers let it pour on me

All of my lovers, all my lo-lo-lovers

Now I'm off to celebrate

I don't need a wedding cake

Gonna party, it's my birthday every day

How you think I go insane

But I’m recycling the pain

So unimpressed, who said it best? Shania Twain

Hey, all of my lovers, all of my lovers

All of my lovers let it pour on me

All of my lovers, all of my lovers

Hey, all of my lovers, all of my lovers

All of my lovers let it pour on me

All of my lovers, all my lo-lo-lovers