You had your shot, now watch me walk. The universe don't need my help to talk. Karma's Got Your Number is a Southern country rock anthem with full 80s arena firepower, crunchy power chords and thundering gated reverb drums under a fierce Nashville drawl, pedal steel crying through the verses while Hammond organ swells like a storm rolling in. She gave him chances, gave him two, he played his cards like a losing hand, and now she's cashing out with the coldest revenge there is: none at all. The hook lands the knockout with stacked harmonies rising like smoke, the next woman will be your karma, universe gonna bring the drama, I don't gotta do a single thing, karma's got your number, let it ring. Verse two is ice, he thought she'd cry, thought she'd break down, but she's the queen and he lost the crown, laughing now, driving off free while karma writes up his history. The whispered bridge seals it, told you so, karma keeps a ledger, every dollar, every dime, she's sitting pretty sipping sweet tea while the universe handles him for her. Wailing guitar solo, stadium belt finish, and a phone that's gonna keep ringing. Written by Pamela Arsena. Pamela Divine on the Pamela Arsena label.
You had your shot, now watch me walk The universe don't need my help to talk I gave you chances, gave you two Should've known better, but I fell for you You played your cards like a losing hand Now I'm cashing out, you understand? Thought you could play me like a fool But honey, I'm the fire and I make the rules I tried to warn you, tried to save you twice Now karma's gonna make you pay the price I don't need to lift a single finger The truth's gonna hit, and it's gonna linger What goes around comes back twice as hard And baby, you just played your final card The next woman will be your karma Got no time for your good-for-nothin lies and drama Not playing games, done messing around Sometimes you just gotta stand your ground The next woman will be your karma Universe gonna bring the drama I don't gotta do a single thing Karma's got your number, let it ring You thought I'd cry, thought I'd break down But I'm the queen, and you lost the crown I'm moving forward, you're stuck in place Can't hide forever from what you face Love's a gift, you only get a few You burned yours up, now what you gonna do? I'm laughing now, driving off free While karma's writing up your history I don't need to lift a single finger The pain's gonna come, it's gonna linger What you dish out comes back twice as mean And baby, you ain't ready for that scene The next woman will be your karma Got no time for your good-for-nothin lies and drama Not playing games, done messing around Sometimes you just gotta stand your ground The next woman will be your karma Universe gonna bring the drama I don't gotta do a single thing Karma's got your number, let it ring You don't know what's waiting down the line Karma keeps a ledger, every dollar, every dime I'm sitting pretty, sipping sweet tea While the universe handles you for me You thought you won, but the game ain't done Karma's got your number, and she don't run The next woman will be your karma Got no time for your good-for-nothin lies and drama Not playing games, done messing around Sometimes you just gotta stand your ground The next woman will be your karma Universe gonna bring the drama I don't gotta do a single thing Karma's got your number, let it ring Yeah, karma's got your number, let it ring
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