I'm not tryin' to be rude but hey pretty

oh it just pains meTo see you down and

didn't believe meNow they gotta see meAs a matter

remember the night we first metWe were so young,

hush, baby, you don't have to cryI'm not sorry, but

watch and paper fanThrough the busy streets you held

never know 'bout love, you'll never know 'bout loveYou'll never

of the gold has melted and turned to stoneSuch

best friend Sarah went to Europe for the summerMy

up, hop up and start jicky-jerkingHop up, hop up

don't wanna end up suicidalYou don't wanna end up

I have your attention?Drive like an asshole, dress like

boy crazy, I'm boy crazyCrazy boy, I'm so boy crazy

Kamala think yo just fell out of a coconut

I searched for the answers of my lifeI searched for the

I went to the Apple storeBought a used computer from 2004A

ain't no scene in the V.I.P. for meNo, it ain't

that glitter on my eyesGot that glitter on my eyesGot

1: Run the World run the world? Girls!We run

1: Wrabel & knows what it meansYou just go