days are comin', if no one told youI hate

friends call me a loser'Cause I'm still hanging aroundI've

God, I'm strugglingSend me a prophecyPeople have been saying

meet you for dinner at the Italian place, it'sWhere

Alexander two, threeWait, is this the song with the

know I'm impatientBite your tongue or I'll do it

It's fine, it's coolYou can say that we are nothing, but

hay más si túDices que no somos nadaNo saldrá

fine, it's coolYou can say that we are nothing,

doo-wah, ah-ah-ah-ahShoo-wop, doo-wah, shoo-wop, doo-wahShoo-wop, doo-wah, ah-ah-ah-ahShoo-wop, fine,

Chappell Roan & Dan was your stomachYou 1:

we go again, everything is fineI guess we could

Chappell Roan, Sabrina Christmas, I gave you my heartBut

did a bad thing, a really bad thingI didn't

da-da-da, da-da-la, la-da-da-da-daLa, da-da-da, I told you how

the blinds, light every candleSlip off my pretty dress

the blindsLight every candleSlip off my pretty dress down

know you wanted me to stayBut I can't ignore

was a playboy, Brigitte BardotShe showed me things I

heading out, I'm riding WestI got your letter, hold