Тексты песен ABBA (Mamma Mia)

I wasn`t jealous before we met Now every man I see is a potential threat And I`m possessive, it isn`t nice You`ve heard me saying that smoking was my only vice But now it isn`t true Now everything is

I don't wanna talk About the things we've gone through Though it's hurting me Now it's history I've played all my cards And that's what you've done too Nothing more to say No more ace to play The winn