Britt Not So Secret Admirer Lyrics

(Intro Voicemail Message)

Yeah, I did it again
Out with my friends
It's becoming a trend
How was I to know
By saying hello
You'd never leave me alone

Your stage five voicemails are so maniac
I guess you missed the message
I'm not calling you back

So come on out of the bushes
I see you there I ain't stupid
Get a life, get out of mine
Cuz I'm gettin' tired
Of my Not So Secret Admirer

At least you're dressed to impressed
Got your camouflage vest
Doin' your G.I. Joe best
Are you some kind of freak
What did you think
That you might sneak a peek?

You're not quite as stealth as you think you are I see your mom's Ford Focus
In my neighbor's yard

So come on out of the bushes
I see you there I ain't stupid
Get a life, get out of mine
Cuz I'm gettin' tired
Of my Not So Secret Admirer

(Voicemail Message Cont.)

Sometimes us girls
Are just trying to be polite
But sometimes you boys
Take it as follow me home tonight

So come on out of the bushes
I see you there I ain't stupid
Get a life, get out of mine
Cuz I'm gettin' tired
Of my Not So Secret Admirer

Get a life, get out of mine
Cuz I'm gettin' tired
Of my Not So Secret Admirer

(Outro Voicemail)

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