Call me what you want I don´t really care I´ll just call it off in the morning Kiss me in the mouth Spit you out
Your foul taste can´t ignore it
On my way out do better The after-taste has left me bitter Hair tie on your dresser And on your bed I left a letter
I will never be your baby-baby-baby-doll Staring into space, playing with my c-c-curls I got, I got, I got, I got Xs in my teeth I got, I got, I got, I got everything I need I will never be your baby-baby-baby-doll Got me twistin´ up I think I´m gonna hurl I got, I got, I got, I got Xs in my teeth I got, I got, I got, I got everything I need
I think you´re deranged Nothing in the brain
All that real estate, doing damage Needle in the hay So unique a shame That you´re gonna watch me vanish
On my way out a pleasure Slam your hand on the dresser Memories and high blood pressure Leave you behind forever
I will never be your baby-baby-baby-doll Staring into space, playing with my c-c-curls I got, I got, I got, I got Xs in my teeth I got, I got, I got, I got everything I need I will never be your baby-baby-baby-doll Got me twistin´ up I think I´m gonna hurl I got, I got, I got, I got Xs in my teeth I got, I got, I got, I got everything I need
Pick me, choose me, love me Don´t need you to pick me, choose me, love me Pick me, choose me, love me Don´t need you to pick me, choose me, love me Pick me, choose me, love me Don´t need you to pick me, choose me, love me Pick me, choose me, love me Don´t need you to pick me, choose me, love me
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