Yeah, smash on the radio bet, I penned it!
Britney (break me off)
Oh, toy soldier
Oh, toy soldier
Oh, toy soldier
Oh, toy soldier
I'm out the door, it's automatic, simple babe
I'm like a fire, bottle busting in your face
So tired of you being up in my space
How much more could I take?
I'm tired of privates driving, need a general
that ain’t weak
When I shut the door, leaving with my bag
Hit the scene in my new wagon
Bet he gonna wish he knew the type of fun
I'm getting into
Peek-a-boo, he good, doing things you wish you could
He's not talking, he's just walking
Like them city boys from New York
This time I need a soldier, a really bad ass soldier
That know how to take, take care of me
I'm so damn glad that's over
This time I need a soldier, I'm sick of toy soldiers
A boy that knows how to take care of me
Won't be just coming over
I don't want no more (break me off)
Oh, toy soldier
I'm simply sick and tired of those
Oh, toy soldier
I don't want no more
Oh, toy soldier
I'm simply sick and tired of those
I want it more than ever now
I realized that they ain't listening
Like a princess supposed to get it
That's why I'm dusting off my fitted
Coming back looking delicious
Yes I know they want to kiss me
Now I hold them at attention
Cause new Britney's on a mission
When I shut the door, leaving with my bag
Hit the scene in my new wagon
Bet he gonna wish he knew the type of fun
I'm getting into
Peek-a-boo, he good, doing things you wish you could
He's not talking, he's just walking
Like them city boys from New York
This time I need a soldier, a really bad ass soldier
That know how to take, take care of me
I'm so damn glad that's over
This time I need a soldier, I'm sick of toy soldiers
A boy that knows how to take care of me
Won't be just coming over
Brit, I heard that he was saying he's still
in love with you, and
Brit, I heard he said he could stay
if he wanted to, and
Brit, I heard every man out here is wanting you now
Brit, I heard, I heard, what you gonna do now?
This time I need a soldier, a really bad ass soldier
That know how to take, take care of me
I'm so damn glad that's over
This time I need a soldier, I'm sick of toy soldiers
A boy that knows how to take care of me
Won't be just coming over
A boy that knows how to take care of me
Won't be just coming over
Coming over
Coming over
(I need, I'm so sick of toy soldiers)
A boy that knows how to take care of me
Won't be just coming over
Songwriters: Christian Karlsson / Pontus Winnberg
Sean Garrett / Magnus Wallbert
Toy Soldier lyrics © Universal Music Publishing
Group, BMG Rights Management
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