New Radio

(1, 2, 3, 4) I'm the little girl at the picnic Who wont stop pulling her dress up It doesnt matter who's in control now It doesnt matter 'cause this is NEW RADIO! So what the fuck Is written All over your pretty face The gaps in teeth The dirty nails Baby boy you can't kill what's fucking real Turn that song down Turn the static up Come here baby, let kiss you like a boy does! Whoa (whoa), whoa (whoa), whoa (whoa) Oh-oh (oh-oh), oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah) Lets wipe our cum on my parents' bed C'mon!