Tekst Utworu

It's the middle of the night, what the fuck we gon' do? It seems you're all talk, baby, all talk, ooh I could smell the cigarette smoke falling from you Got me alone, what the fuck we gon' do? You hate those West Coast plastic Tinsel, botox, perfect smiles (Umm hi) You're a lonely wallflower, old school type of anti-style Maybe we could be like the others, they know how to have fun It's the middle of the night, what the fuck we gon' do? It seems you're all talk, baby, all talk, ooh I could smell the cigarette smoke falling from you Got me alone, what the fuck we gon' do? You hate those West Coast plastic Tinsel, botox, perfect smiles (Umm hi) You're a lonely wallflower, old school type of anti-style Maybe we could be like the others, they know how to have fun Maybe we could be like the others, they know how to have fun Maybe we could be like the others, they know how to have fun They know how to have fun, they know how to have fun
Writer(s): Barry Douglas Maclean, Alexandra Lauren Hosking, Peter Anthony Conigliaro, Alan O'connell, Mark Curtis Alston, Rebecca Tello Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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