Paroles:
Imani Coppola

I found your dirty pictures I heard your dirty lies If what they say is true I better call the FBI I found your dirty pictures They were carelessly

i've been looking through your window i've been confiscating your mail i've been tapping into your phone line i put bugs inside your molars i fantasize

Time keeps ticking away It won't be long until they find me out "Good evening, officer, what seems to be the problem?" "What's all the fuss about?" I

My sweet tooth cavity shoots Pain up in my brain bringin' on the rain Look at the sad sack frown So I'm puttin' on my gravity boots Cruisin' around town

Stranger gives a homeless man a ticket to Hawaii. Giving him an option to sleep on the streets, or sleep on the beach. So the bum excepts the ticket graciously

I'm gonna drink my whiskey Gonna have my man I know you got nothing to say I'm gonna have my men, Gonna steal their hearts And save em for another day

I had a feeling that somebody told you my little secret I kept it safe from you as long as I could There was a hole in the bucket, a leak in the gas tank

all i ever want is the world to be free with people just as colorful as you and me to build a beautiful world for us both perhaps we should have just

Yesterday was kind of like the fourth of july The way your face lit up the entire sky I had to look away because it hurt my eyes The way you hit me