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All his exes gather round, they run against my anklesThey're warm and soft, they make nice soundsThey know their "please's" and their "thank-you's"All his exes call him up to talk about whateverThey want advice on boys and liesHe picks them up when they're under the weatherHe always says when he hangs up, that in the battle of the sexes,it makes him feel so good that he's still friends with all his exes (All his exes)All his exes throw a party on his birthday every yearThey reminisce and drink champagne--I make sure I bring my own beerI smile politely and check my watch, but I notice he never checks hisIt makes him feel so good that he's still friends with all his exes (All his exes)It occurred to me the other day, and I just have to put this bluntly,the only exes that I'm friends with, are the two that still want meHe spends so much time with other girls that I always have suspectedPerhaps I would be better off as one of all his exes (All his exes) Aus Songtexte Mania