Karaoké Ex's and Oh's Postmodern Jukebox

Well I had me a boy turned him into a man

I showed him all the things he didn't understand

Oh oh and then I let him go

Now there's one in California who's been cursing my name

'Cos I found a better lover in the UK

Until I made my getaway

One, two, three

They gonna run back to me

'Cos I'm the best baby that they never gotta keep

One, two, three

They gonna run back to me

They always wanna come but they never wanna leave

Oh ex's oh oh oh they haunt me

Like ghosts they want me to make 'em oh

They won't let go

Ex's and oh's yeah

Well I had a summer lover down in New Orleans

Kept him warm in the winter left him frozen in the spring

My my how the seasons go by

Well I get high

I love to get low

Hearts keep breaking heads just roll

Well I get high love to get low hearts keep breaking

Heads just roll that's how the story goes

One, two, three

They gonna run back to me

'Cos I'm the best baby that they never gotta keep

Oh, one, two, three

They gonna run back to me

'Cos I'm the best baby that they never gotta keep

Oh ex's oh oh oh's they haunt me

Like ghosts they want me to make 'em oh

They won't let go

Ex's and oh's

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh yeah

Shoo be do be do be dee be dee be dee be do be do wee

Ex's, oh oh oh, they haunt me like ghosts they want me to make 'em oh they won't let go

Oh, ex's and oh's they want, and now they haunt to make 'em want they won't let go

Won't let go to make 'em want they won't let go

Oh ex's and oh's