B-B-B-B-Burn

Disco, fired up but spun loose

This boy bites like a mongoose

Heated up like tape recorded indie tunes

Vintage, thin vag', big spoons

Mono stereotypa' shit

He writes songs just to score hits

Line me up another one real soon, in my pretentious white clothes

And I do

Hope you're burning this, let me burn for you

Acting up in meaningless fashion

Hope you're burning this, let me burn for you

You little arrogant shit, I'll tell you what to do

Hope you're burning this, let me burn for you

I'd fucking right about write about it

Hope you're burning this, let me burn for you

Lalalalalala

B-b-b-b-burn for you