It's your fuckin' (oh, birthday, happy birthday) It's a fuckin' (oh, oh) we celebrate Seems time's out of our control a celebration, oh, oh
It's your birthday, baby, your birthday, yeah Who's gonna you on your worst day? You talk so tough, I know soft like buttercups Reese's, Reese's, be rediculous Just say your piece and peace up like Cool your headtop, you than Anita Bakin', baby, tell me where I to...
To be, to feel, and fill emptiness inside you Petty shouldn't excite you On your It's brrrrrrr
your fuckin' birthday (oh, birthday, happy birthday) It's a fuckin' (oh, oh) Tonight we Seems like time's out of our a celebration, oh, oh
They tried it, they for it All year and you're still here, just it If it the real thing, you don't want it GG, all on you It's your month and you it (and you know it) And you know it's real, don't say it for you And you know home prayin' for you You say, "Play this shit," they play it (ayy, play it) For you (for you) On And I miss the days that you was all Haven't official in a long time So, tell me I need to...
To be, to feel, and fill that emptiness you Petty shouldn't excite you On birthday It's brrrrrrr
It's your fuckin' (oh, birthday, happy birthday) It's a fuckin' (oh, oh) Tonight we Seems like time's out of our a celebration, oh, oh
Oh, it's your fuckin' Oh, oh