I'll be a lady in the streets
In a dress with her hair tied up
Or I can be a freak in the sheets
In the room with her hands tied up
It's whatever you want, whatever you like
It's not a problem at all, whatever you like
i really hate christmas music honestly... :I i'm just hoping the variety station here doesn't flip anytime soon because that's the one most of the bus drivers here play
Everything is gray
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
And now he's so devoid of color
He don’t know what it means
And he's bluuuuuuuue
And he's bluuuuuuuue
Ugh the lyrics to this are so wannabe psychedelic but it knocks SO hard
