I'm Carly the hybristophile
I've slept with many guys quite vile
But none of them were quite like Orange Glow
I help him hide the bodies where
They're well-concealed, and duck barware
It's better with the Mob devil you know
The two of us, we messed around
When our son was in coma down
We rutted like two dogs in the backseat
Even though I try and try
Committing to some other guy,
That mobster always sweeps me off my feet
This time maybe I'll be Sonny-proof
This time maybe I'll be Sonny-proof
How many exes has he got?
Well, I don't care, still think he's hot
Especially when he orders someone dead
Even though he drew a gun
When I was laboring with our son
And then he went and shot me in the head
AJ, Franco, Jason, Jax
And yet I still keep coming back
For Sonny/Carly gross folie a deux
In Michael's place, we messed around
Now our son has to burn his couch
And maybe burn down his apartment too
This time maybe I'll be Sonny-proof
This time maybe I'll be Sonny-proof
Now Sonny is in prison shut
For that murder we covered up
My kids all hate me, so does half the town
He told me to go away,
But I don't care, with him I'll stay
You just can't keep a good mob romance down
Even though he got it on
With that Jerome chick, sprawled out on
The grave of the dead man he put in there
You may think he's despicable,
But it's just undeniable
We'll have another freaking love affair
Well, I don't wanna be Sonny-proof!
Why would I wanna be Sonny-proof?
I swear I'll never be Sonny-proof!