You got what you wanted, you've gotten my but now you've got it, you run the other direction I should've it coming but hey, what can I say - I've always a sucker for a little affection Who made you President of my I don't voting in that election and I don't why I keep trying so hard here all in the name of some connection
Bet ya got eyes in the back of head the better to while I'm misled the big bad wolf, I'm the girl in red
Better pick up those feet cuz the wolf's hot on your but it's to outrun someone who jumps the gun Go and state your plea but no matter your appeal never outrun someone who jumps the gun
Another Sunday morning, hey look I am - waking up with you it's my religion I don't truly trust you but you run a good and I'm walking into danger a New York pigeon You'd never know from my true IQ but a girl can't think under these No, it's not exactly what I had in when I rubbed the lamp and made the
I bet ya got eyes in the back of your the better to watch I'm misled You're the big bad wolf, I'm the in red
Better up those feet cuz the wolf's hot on your heels but it's hard to outrun someone who the gun Go ahead and your plea but no matter your appeal you'll never someone who jumps the gun
And even though I I shouldn't, I do it anyway and even I see right through it, I know you'll have your way You just want my basket of my and and strawberry Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray you don't me
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