Son of a Gun
Janet Jackson With Carly Simon Lyrics


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Ha, ha, who, who
Thought you'd get the money too
Greedy motherfuckers
Try to have the cake and eat it too

Son of a gun
Son of a gun
You're such a romantic hero
The way you dress and look yourself over
It's no wonder you would ponder that image
Of your greedy self in the mirror

Go on

Sharp shooter into breakin' hearts
A baby jiggalo, a sex pistol
Hollerin' at everything that walks
No substance, just small talk

Know why you're feelin' on that girl's behind
You got a sleazy, one track mind
Workin' your work until you think you find
Who's goin' home with you tonight

Oh, who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna steal it from?
Who's your next victim?
Oh, who you gonna lie to? Who you gonna cheat on?
Who you gonna leave alone?

Oh, What you gonna tell her after she discovers
You don't really love her?
Oh, it's gonna be a show down, knock down, drag down
Gun slugger shoot †em up

I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
Don't you, don't you, don't you

Ha, ha, who, who
Thought you'd get the money too
Greedy motherfuckers
Try to have the cake and eat it too

Son of a gun

You tell 'em, Carly
Clouds in my coffee
Go on
Clouds in my coffee

Ha, ha, who, who
Thought you'd get the money too
Greedy motherfuckers
Try to have the cake and eat it too

Sweatin' me but I'm not you're type
You think you irk me and you're so right
I'd rather keep the trash and throw you out
Stupid bitch in my beach house

No, I ain't gonna go and act a fool
And be the lead story on the nigga news
Not me, sucker, I'd never be your lover
I'd rather make you suffer, you stupid motha fucker

Oh, who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna steal it from?
Who's your next victim?
Oh, who you gonna lie to? Who you gonna cheat on?
Who you gonna leave alone?

Oh, what you gonna tell her after she discovers
You don't really love her?
Oh, it's gonna be a show down, knock down, drag down
Gun slugger shoot †em up

I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
Don't you, don't you, don't you

Ha, ha, who, who
Thought you'd get the money too
Greedy motherfuckers
Try to have the cake and eat it too
(Let's dance)

You tell 'em, Carly

Clouds of various shapes and sizes
Most guys like to evaluate their prizes
We come with so many different tricks
The apricot scarf was worn by Nick
Nothing in the words refer to Nick

Got a chip upon your shoulder, I just knocked it off
Show me what you're gonna do, I ain't †bout to run
You have just run out of ammunition
(I'm storm cloud, baby)
Shootin' blanks now, you son of a gun
(You can roll like thunder all over me)

No, no, no, no, no
It's not what you say, it's what you do
You're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
Don't you, don't you, don't you, don't you

I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you

I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
Don't you, don't you, don't you

I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
Don't you, don't you, don't you

Oh, go on

Son of a gun

Go on
Janet and me, thick as thieves
Never met jet but I'll venture a bet
There's a common threat to our common dream
Tell 'em, Carly
And if it wasn't for that damned cream
There'd be no clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee

Who do you think you are, Rambo?
Or a cumulonimbus cavulotus or a cirrus or an altostratus?
Somebody to make somebody like me proud
You tell 'em, Carly
In the encyclopedia of clouds?
Alright now
No no no no
It's not what you say, it's what you do
You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you

You tell 'em, Carly
You probably think this song is about you
Tell 'em now
Yeah, you probably think this song is about you
That's right, girl
Is about you
Go on
Is about you
Go on
Is about you
You probably think this song is about you

You son of a gun
Son of a gun




Son of a gun
Son of a gun

Overall Meaning

The song "Son of a Gun" by Janet Jackson and Carly Simon is an empowering anthem about standing up to those who think they can take advantage of others. The lyrics address greedy individuals who try to have it all, and the song is a strong criticism of those who "have the cake and eat it too." The chorus repeats the phrase "son of a gun" to emphasize the message that those who take advantage of others will eventually get what they deserve.


The verses of the song describe a man who is only interested in one thing: himself. He's a "sharp shooter into breaking hearts" who'll do anything to get what he wants. The lyrics talk about his lack of substance and ability to only engage in small talk. The song highlights how this kind of behavior is not acceptable and that people like him will be discovered for what they truly are. The chorus turns the tables back onto the subject of the song and highlights their vanity by repeating "I betcha think this song is about you" over and over again.


Overall, "Son of a Gun" is a powerful and empowering song that reminds us to stand up to those who try to take advantage of us. It's a reminder that we all deserve better and that those who are dishonest will eventually receive their comeuppance.


Line by Line Meaning

Ha, ha, who, who
Laughing at those who thought they would get the money too


Thought you'd get the money too
Addressing the greedy people who try to have everything


Greedy motherfuckers
Continuing to address the greedy people who are never satisfied


Try to have the cake and eat it too
Describing the desire to have everything, even if it's not possible


Son of a gun
Addressing the man who thinks he's a romantic hero but is actually a player


You're such a romantic hero
Sarcastic way of calling out the man's lack of substance and constant pursuit of women


The way you dress and look yourself over
Highlighting the man's vanity and focus on appearance


It's no wonder you would ponder that image
Making fun of the man's narcissism and self-absorption


Of your greedy self in the mirror
Continuing to ridicule the man's obsession with himself


Sharp shooter into breakin' hearts
Describing the man as a player who breaks women's hearts without any care


A baby jigolo, a sex pistol
Further describing the man's promiscuous nature and his lack of substance


Hollerin' at everything that walks
Showing the man's lack of respect towards women and his objectification of them


No substance, just small talk
Calling out the man's lack of intellectual depth


Know why you're feelin' on that girl's behind
Pointing out the man's sleazy behavior and lack of respect towards women


You got a sleazy, one track mind
Continuing to call out the man's promiscuity and superficiality


Workin' your work until you think you find
Describing the man's persistence in pursuing women


Who's goin' home with you tonight
Highlighting the man's only interest in women for sexual purposes


Oh, who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna steal it from?
Mocking the man's predatory behavior and his disregard for other people's feelings


Who's your next victim?
Further highlighting the man's objectification of women and his predatory nature


Oh, who you gonna lie to? Who you gonna cheat on?
Portraying the man as someone who lacks integrity and honesty


Who you gonna leave alone?
Painting the man as someone who doesn't care about others and is selfish


Oh, What you gonna tell her after she discovers
Highlighting the man's inevitable betrayal and dishonesty towards women


You don't really love her?
Pointing out the man's lack of love and emotional depth


Oh, it's gonna be a showdown, knockdown, drag-down
Describing the inevitable confrontation that will occur due to the man's behavior


Gun slugger shoot 'em up
Metaphorically speaking about the man's behavior and its consequences


I betcha think this song is about you
sarcastic reference to the man's narcissism


Don't you, don't you, don't you
Continuing to poke fun at the man's self-absorption


You tell 'em, Carly
Encouraging Carly to speak her mind


Clouds in my coffee
Metaphorically speaking about the man's presence in her life


Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
Showing the man's interest in her without any chance of success


You think you irk me and you're so right
Acknowledging the man's ability to annoy her


I'd rather keep the trash and throw you out
Choosing to keep her own standards and refuse the man's advances


Stupid bitch in my beach house
Insulting the man for his inappropriate behavior


No, I ain't gonna go and act a fool
Refusing to engage in any behavior that would lower her standards


And be the lead story on the nigga news
Avoiding the negative media attention that would result from associating with the man


Not me, sucker, I'd never be your lover
Rejecting the man's advances and choosing not to be romantically involved with him


I'd rather make you suffer, you stupid motha fucker
Threatening the man with consequences for his inappropriate behavior


Clouds of various shapes and sizes
Metaphorically speaking about the different ways people exhibit their behavior


Most guys like to evaluate their prizes
Describing how men tend to objectify women and view them as possessions


We come with so many different tricks
Calling out the manipulative behavior exhibited by people


The apricot scarf was worn by Nick
Describing how people pay attention to trivial details without any real significance


Nothing in the words refer to Nick
Acknowledging how people can draw conclusions without any factual basis


Got a chip upon your shoulder, I just knocked it off
Metaphorically speaking about standing up to someone and rejecting their negative behavior


Show me what you're gonna do, I ain't 'bout to run
Challenging the man to confront her directly


You have just run out of ammunition
Highlighting the man's lack of substance and inability to confront her


Shootin' blanks now, you son of a gun
Metaphorically speaking about the man's inability to back up his words with his actions


It's not what you say, it's what you do
Highlighting the importance of actions over words


You're so vain
Referring to the man's narcissism once again


You probably think this song is about you
Playing off the man's self-absorption


Tell 'em now
Encouraging Carly to speak her mind once again


Yeah, you probably think this song is about you
Reiterating the point that the man is too self-centered to see beyond his own ego


That's right, girl
Encouragement for Carly to continue standing up for herself


Is about you
Finalizing the statement that the song truly is about the man and his negative behavior


You son of a gun
Final insult directed at the man, calling him out for his negative personality




Writer(s): James Samuel Iii Harris, Carly E. Simon, Terry Steven Lewis, Nisan C. Stewart, Sean J. Combs, Janet Jackson, Melissa A. Elliott

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