Drinking stolen gin from the rich people's bar next door
and
She said you'd given up,
Your folks told me you should
I've never seen you frown this much
It's time that we
Frenchy, I'm faking,
Been longing to stir you up,
Changing looks slightly
Found a flaw in the ending of a book that
I've got problems,
I'm gonna use them.
I'm gonna keep them from
Stranger danger,
Danger stranger,
When you gonna follow through?
The mistake yo
Steal all the chandeliers down your street
and call it romance
Stop
You won't count to seven, it's usually 'til ten
To hell
You won't count to seven, it's usually 'til ten
To hell
You won't count to seven, it's usually 'til ten
To hell
And he's mean talking
Bean stalking icy man
My feet are walking
All the cars down the bottom, windmill chasing
Calling police so,
It’s all in the windows; it’s all in the skies
You
Maybe you can owe me?
Or should we wait and see?
'Cause
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