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I can't be so sweet to you, until I find the right excuse
?I can't be so sweet to you? Come on come by me, you look so good you know, you look so good for the summer? I wanna stroke your ego, and dress you like a prom queen while you're hanging tight on my attitude ?The whole box, show me something? Hey girl!? Can you tell me something? ?Every time I stumble it's your tiny face I see, You might just make a cheater out of me? Glass on the carpet, your legs on the couch? And all you wanted is my love in your mouth? You're so bearable, such a little acceptable, while possibly incredible? I want fun ??? ?I wanna taste you like you're fucking edible ?I can't be so sweet to you, until I find the right excuse ?I can't be so sweet to you? Cathedral ceiling, chandeliers, eleven diamonds hanging from your ears ?Eyes like colored pencils, drawing into me ?Every time I struggle you're the only face I see? Taking pictures of herself with her phone? Click, click sugar stick, leave the queer alone ?Around the corner, confidentially, you might just make a cheater out of me ?I can't be so sweet to you, until I find the right excuse ?I can't be so sweet to you?I can't be so sweet to you, until I find the right excuse ?I can't be so sweet to you?Well we're driving uptown in a taxi? You know something? Well girl you better ask me? Well take your clothes off, let the driver watch? Look in the rearview mirror push the lights? 2, 4, 6, 8 who do you appreciate? ME ME ME ME ME!? Every time I stumble it's your tiny face I see? You might just make a cheater out of me? 4, 5, 6, 8 who do you appreciate? ME ME ME ME ME!? Every time I stumble it's your gorgeous face I see, You might just make a traitor out of me? I can't be so sweet to you until I find the right excuse ?I can't be so sweet to you until I find the right excuse ?I can't be so sweet to you |
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| 2. |
| 3:06 |
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Little town fairy with a see through skirt
Well, I’m watching from the 14th floor And if you get the feeling that she wanna come up There’s a 1412 on my door Oh, you know I like you so When you wear them, and every one will know That your shoes are the star of the show Oh, sweet little girl with your high school coat And your socks pulled up knee high When you walk down the street All the cocks in the park Turn their heads when you walk by Oh, you know I like you so When you wear them, and every one will know That your shoes are the star of the show Yeah you wear them, and every one will know That your shoes are the star of the show Wear those shoes Love those shoes Wear those shoes Love those shoes |
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| 3. |
| 5:08 |
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Everyone around you wants your autograph
Hunting around, placing bids for a backstage pass Just to pin you up like a photograph You're a porcelain doll so fragile that could break so fast You're sipping the tea like a porcelain doll You wanted the world You wanted it all You got glass for your eyes A mouth for your soul You conquered the world And then nothing at all And the distances from everyone to you is a universe They're listening to your phonographs The critics are right in that everyone else is trash They call you names like a psychopath The market shop beauty turned you ugly till they make their cash You're sipping the tea like a porcelain doll You wanted the world You wanted it all You got glass for your eyes A mouth for your soul You conquered the world And then nothing at all And the distances from everyone to you is a universe The word love doesn't change The word love doesn't change The word love doesn't change The word pain doesn't change The word love doesn't change The word love doesn't change The word love doesn't change The word love doesn't change The word pain doesn't change The word love doesn't change The word love doesn't change The word grief doesn't change The word love doesn't change The word pain doesn't change The word love doesn't change The word pain doesn't change The word pain doesn't change The word love doesn't change The word love doesn't change The word… You're sipping the tea like a porcelain doll You wanted the world You wanted it all You got glass for your eyes A mouth for your soul You conquered the world… And then nothing at all You're sipping the tea like a porcelain doll You wanted the world You wanted it all You got glass for your eyes A mouth for your soul You conquered the world And then nothing at all You found out and then nothing at all |
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