The white girl, living in the big city In a big apartment house She's living with her boyfriend now She drives off every day for school and work She
dangerous girl you take it too far but i like it...like it dangerous girl what have you done? dangerous girl what are you running away from? dangerous girl
be all into me We're gonna be so happy ?Cause you take what I say seriously We're gettin' along beautifully Lovin' me endlessly Girls kiss girls, we
wanna kill the singer Kill the 3x bass expansion unit Kill the drummer, he can't play Yeah, I wanna make it alright Kill my headache Kill the sugar Kill
Every single day it's the same old thing Wake up every morning do the same routine Paint my nails and get my hair to curl Lord it's hard being a girl
I don't care what you buy Just don't you go No need to leave the light on There's no one here tonight Only you and I Kill me in a record shop now One
them fancy checkered pants And a chip in his tooth, oh no, yeah, yeah, yeah Suffocating from patchouli and smoke Here's the fifty-first song that he wrote About the girl
All the pretty girls go to the city Don't they, don't they do my love Oh, it's something to see, they're so pretty High heel shoes, low neck sweaters
boss and a job on the line A working girl (She is a working girl) I'm a working girl (She is a working girl) (She is a working girl)
fire Burning just like moonbeams in our eyes. Chorus: Somebody said they saw me, swinging the world by the tail Bouncing over a white cloud, killing
girls will make guys do really stupid things Hot girls will make guys do really stupid things Hot girls will make guys do really stupid really stupid Girls
yo yo yo yo i kill the rock rock rock rock rock yo then she killed my brain brain brain brain brain brain brain brain nothing hurts anymore nevermind...then she killed
(Anybody Killa) My teacher always said I wouldn't be nothing So I met him in the parking lot said I'ma killer and then I rushed him Sometimes I feel
Gyeah yeah Yeah yeah Yeah yeah Yeah yeah She's a very freaky gurl, gurl, very freaky gurl, gurl Gucci, I want a very freaky gurl, gurl, what it do She
the world but that girl Ma, I gotta tell you I'm in love with a trap girl Trap girl, trap girl, trap girl, trap girl Trap girl, trap girl, trap girl, trap girl
on a cloudy day When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I guess you say What can make me feel this way? My girl, talking 'bout my girl No handsome
I have no desire I can't feel a thing I just want to make him happy Daddy's little girl Daddy's little girl Daddy's girl don't wanna be His whore no more
girl Rebel girl Rebel girl you are the queen of my world Rebel girl Rebel girl I know I wanna take you home I wanna try on your clothes oh That girl