Backseat Bebe

My Bebe shoots up on the back of the bus My Bebe shoots up on the back of the bus My Bebe shoots up on the back of the bus She said "Turn around and don't you look at us" My Bebe beats up on the local DJ My Bebe beats up on the local DJ She set fire to his car and broke the records he plays She said "Your music ain't got nothing to say Don't cry just call the fire brigade" My Bebe gets in trouble wherever she goes My Bebe gets in trouble wherever she goes She stole the collection plate And broke the vicars nose She said "I just want to buy myself some new clothes Forgive me, ain't the way that it goes? No need to call the police truck Just turn around and don't you look at us" Talking about my Bebe! She's my backseat Backseat Backseat Bebe