Nothing's too cool
To take me from you
New York is not just a tan that you'll never lose
Love is the new denim or black
Skeleton guns are wedding bells in the attic
Get Ginger ready climb to El Camino front
Won't poke holes in the seats with my heels cause that's
Where we make love
Imagine in the future when Twitter stops being a thing how people will scratch the heads as to what she means. Heck some people now don't even understand the retweet part refers to the retweet button which looks like a 69.
You think people will acknowledge G.U.Y in the future, don't you
Walk down the runway, but don't puke, It's okay
You just had a salad today, Boulangerie
Just ask your gay friends their advice, before you
Get a spray tan on Holiday, in Taipei
Imagine in the future when Twitter stops being a thing how people will scratch the heads as to what she means. Heck some people now don't even understand the retweet part refers to the retweet button which looks like a 69.
That's an iconic lyric though The retweet button "69" reference is so smart.
"When you're around
I lose myself inside your mouth
You got brown eyes
Like no one else
Baby make it to me
Again and again
Again again again again again again again again again
Again again
Again again
again again and again never stop
again again again again again again and a again
and again
I just want to be free, I just want to be me
And I want lots of friends that invite me to their parties
Don't wanna change, and I don't wanna be ashamed
I'm the spirit of my hair, it's all the glory that I bare