1: Wrabel & Kesha, day I met you we

like the way I look, you like what's in

I know that's it's late, I know that I'm

feel loved, darling, I feel usedNobody makes me feel

1: Alice gonna come for youAnd you can try

1: blah, bl-bl-blah, blah, blahComing out your mouth

am in love with what we areNot what we

know I'm not perfect, I know I got issues..I

1: Taio could dream of ways to see youI

hey, hey)(Hey, hey, one of those days when

into my skullWith your malicious whisperIt hurts because it's

hoo, woo hooWoo hoo, woo call me the

the Champs-ÉlyséesI just wanna get, get, get in, with,

1: I've been- lately I've torn upMaybe I just-

for some trouble tonight (yeah)Take my hand, I'll show you

if none of this happened?It's nothin' like I imagined

you a man? 'Cause I’m a bitchI'm already rich,

don't need you or your brand new BenzOr your bougie

& Kesha「Sugar Free bitter, pour it up, キラHeaven,

crime, crime, crimeCrime, crime, crime, crimeCrime, crime, crime, crimeCrime, crime,