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I love it how she breathes booze in the morning
And, it's so sexy how she can't remember last night I made the fatal mistake lettin' her drink again but who the hell am I to tell her how to live her life? And if you could put dumb in a shotglass I'm just another lush who's had one too many and when plenty's not enough I see you stand there, I'll settle for anything, anything's better than lettin' her THINK she could do better than me She'll come around eventually 'Cause baby girl's a queen But the queen's just a pawn with a bunch of fancy moves And she's made me a fiend I'm goin' through withdrawal, but I got nothing to lose Oh no, (HEY!) She's at the bottom of that bottle (HEY! HEY!) She's only one more swallow (HEY!) From being, oh so hollow (HEY!) (Hey! Hey! Hey!) Bravo, (HEY!) she's at the bottom of that bottle (HEY! HEY!) She's only one more swallow (HEY!) From being, oh so hollow (HEY!) (HEY! HEY! HEY!) I find it funny she can never find her car keys Immediately after telling me she can't take it She makes the cutest faces when she screams obscenities And slurs her words because she's never not inebriated And the front page headline read: Let that girl go, you know you can do better It's bad, but the fact that you can't have her Is the reason you sweat her, Don't let her take advantage of you Like them other dudes let her You better cut your losses now buddy. 'Cause baby girl's a queen but the queen's just a pawn with a bunch of fancy moves And she's made me a fiend I'm goin' through withdrawal, but I got nothing to lose Oh no, (HEY!) She's at the bottom of that bottle (HEY! HEY!) She's only one more swallow (HEY!) From being, oh so hollow (HEY!) (Hey! Hey! Hey!) Bravo, (HEY!) she's at the bottom of that bottle (HEY! HEY!) She's only one more swallow (HEY!) From being, oh so hollow (HEY!) (HEY! HEY! HEY!) Drown yourself, It's not worth keeping me, Just put it down right now And bow out gracefully Drown yourself It's not worth keeping me Just put it down right now, And bow out gracefully ('Cause baby girl's a queen But the queen's just a pawn with a bunch of fancy moves And she's made me a fiend I'm goin' through withdrawal, but I got nothing to lose) Oh no, (HEY!) She's at the bottom of that bottle (HEY! HEY!) She's only one more swallow (HEY!) From being, oh so hollow (HEY!) (Hey! Hey! Hey!) Bravo, (HEY!) she's at the bottom of that bottle (HEY! HEY!) She's only one more swallow (HEY!) From being, oh so hollow (HEY!) (HEY! HEY! HEY!) |
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| 3:38 |
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'81 was the year shit hit the fan in a major way
I sat there for an inspiring artist Almost 20 years after the fact I'm still on my hustle Diggin' graves for an inspiring artist Pushing daises up And never compromise the arts and make a crowd clap Shit on since the first show But we turned feces to fertilizer So when you diss it's just food for the flowers to grow Sold 15 plus out of backpacks, no trunks Too young to drive But live hip hop And the kids are upstate kids that thought rap was past tense, hence the last name Got name for playing basements and such and making songs that our friends loved And when the fish bowl got too small to hold the goldfish We filled our gills with water and ripped that mother fucker like So take a step back And a breath in Let it out now Put your chin up You can do it tiger You a man now And in your dream it's time to do the best you can now So break ourselves down And build ourselves up in disappointment How fragile we are So fragile we are, we just don't show it Shake up this town And shoot down the stars for our enjoyment So sexy we are So sexy we are, we just don't know it This is what you wanted right? How many nights were spent pouring out your guts dummy? How many punishments endured for fucking up in school? How many teachers proved wrong by writing songs instead? My point exactly But you knew you had a spark, did you? Something producin' to the dreams your pop's dreams lent you Stay focused when nothing seemed to make sense Stealing verses with that cash's clay confidence Sometimes you stubborn as shit, that's the McCoy in you You learn to be a man without losing the boy in you Just do your thing man So take a step back And a breath in Let it out now Put your chin up You can do it tiger You a man now And in your dream it's time to do the best you can now So take a step back And a breath in Let it out now Put your chin up You can do it tiger You a man now And in your dream it's time to do the best you can now So break ourselves down And build ourselves up in disappointment How fragile we are So fragile we are, we just don't show it Shake up this town And shoot down the stars for our enjoyment So sexy we are So sexy we are, we just don't know it We break ourselves down And build ourselves up in disappointment How fragile we are So fragile we are, we just don't show it We shake up this town And shoot down the stars for our enjoyment So sexy we are So sexy we are, we just don't know it So take a step back And a breath in Let it out now Put your chin up You can do it tiger You a man now And in your dream it's time to do the best you can now So break ourselves down And build ourselves up in disappointment How fragile we are So fragile we are, we just don't show it Shake up this town And shoot down the stars for our enjoyment So sexy we are So sexy we are, we just don't know it |
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| 3. |
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I remember when I first laid eyes on you
My man Tom introduced us but I was too shy to say hi When I finally built up enough nerve to drop a line You made it clear you wasn't just another myspace mistress And I didn't take it personal When you ignored my request to be your friend I spilled my guts and hit send 2 weeks for a response and got nothing Honestly it only made me want you more Week 4 rolled around and I was this close to letting go But something wouldn't let me even though I hardly knew you It was plain to see we were meant to lock lips You knock me out with the brass knuckle tats on your hips I was on this website late night lurking When I got a message from you that was labled urgent You said you weren't impressed by lame dudes with no game They're all the same trying to get your instant messenger name But the fact that you're hitting me back made me smile You must've saw something you liked when you was skimming through my profile You caught me at the most pivotal moments And now I'm emailing my love a dozen digital roses So click approve, so simple Show me some kind of sign and let me know it's time to make my move Just click approve, come on girl Baby I'm one of a kind and I ain't got time to lose Just click approve, you're killing me here Show me some kind of sign and let me know it's time to make my move Just click approve, come on girl Baby I'm one of a kind and I ain't got time to lose Let's face it, it's a sad situation when we have to resort to keyboards as a means of making relations But I don't have the patience, I get straight to the point So this is me at my most honest No egos, no Gym Class status, just Travis Love it or leave it, but you gotta admit On a scale of 1 to awesome I'm the shit Just get over it, it happened god damnit, I'd been waiting too long I even wrote a song about, like to hear it, here it go If I'm being too annoying, let me know (just let me know) But its hard for me to not hate When I'm on myspace I never see my face in your "Top 8" Approaching 6 weeks now, it's kinda obvious that you're either occupied or playing a game All my money's on the latter, this is not a "lol" matter Why would you pass up a chance this great? If there were two forces and I split them down the middle, I could swing back and forth for 3 days (Rephrase) If I had two horses, and I beat them with authority, I'd gallop all the way to Canada to see your face But all I got is this Powerbook and Ichat Besides I hit you all the time and you never write back I stay on my feet (shit) And be persistent until my name is under "who you'd like to meet" So click approve, so simple Show me some kind of sign and let me know it's time to make my move Just click approve, come on girl Baby I'm one of a kind and I ain't got time to lose Just click approve, you're killing me here Show me some kind of sign and let me know it's time to make my move Just click approve, come on girl Baby I'm one of a kind and I ain't got time to lose Who cares if we don't know each other's last name All I know is that I'm smittin with your pictures wishing you would feel the same I'll admit I get a lil jealous when other dudes leave you comments Don't let it gas you up, it's all nonsense Make me out, romancing the thought of me and you speaking in tongues in this mansion I bought But it's all wishful thinking Just give me some kind of sign to let me know I'm not freaking you out And if you love then what I'm speaking about, then say something I check my inbox 10 times and there ain't nothing You probably busy doing something sexy I just hope I'm in your thoughts next time you log in And if not, ain't no love lost between you and me I'll be here when your man ain't fully down as he used to be So yeah its time to sign out, my vision's getting blurry This is madness, xoxo dash Travis So click approve, so simple Show me some kind of sign and let me know it's time to make my move Just click approve, come on girl Baby I'm one of a kind and I ain't got time to lose Just click approve, you're killing me here Show me some kind of sign and let me know it's time to make my move Just click approve, come on girl Baby I'm one of a kind and I ain't got time to lose So click approve |
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| 4. |
| 3:56 |
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See here's the thing
We have to take our clothes off We have to party all night And we have to take our clothes off To have a good time Oh no Excuse me miss I couldn't help but to notice how alone you are I dig the attitude and how you're acting like you own the bar Got me flashing keys and I don't even own a car Like you ain't feeling my charm, because I know you are I'm trying to see how your lips feel Oh I'm sorry, my name is Travee and I'm pretty much a big deal Oh, you've never heard of me That sounds absurd to me The way you stole my attention was flat out burglary What do you say let's exit stage left so me and you can Possibly reconvene and play some naked peekaboo Cause after all the blouse you're wearing is kinda see through And it's obvious I'm heading wherever you're leading me too Such an angel with a devilish angle And quite the certified sweet talker And you're buying every line of it girl And I don't really blame you If I was in your shoes I'd probably do the same too We have to take our clothes off We have to party all night And we have to take our clothes off To have a good time Oh no Now here's another barn burner for the slow learners Put your helmets on and take a seat on the short bus Next stop, right around the corner from your momma live No turning back so you better buckle up Shit, don't be concerned with mine I feel like a Speak and Spell way I got you learning my lines Fine, pull the string, replay that shit I change my name to "did he really just say that shit?" Yep I'll take a mile if you let me Six-five, two hundred plus and so sexy My legs going numb for keeping my phone on vibrate To hide the fact your girlfriend keeps textin' me And I've been trying to never mind it man But every time I get a new number, she finds it damn And you thought you had it sewn up Until right around amazing o'clock when I showed up We have to take our clothes off We have to party all night And we have to take our clothes off To have a good time Oh no Got chicks, all hot chicks Indie-rock chicks, and hip-hop chicks Slim chicks, round chicks Black, white, yellow, and brown chicks Got chicks, all hot chicks Indie-rock chicks, and hip-hop chicks Slim chicks, round chicks Black, white, yellow, and brown chicks Good grief girl, you're giving me goosebumps Standing there in your underwear and new pumps It's like the more time we waste and less time I get to taste you Honestly I could easily replace you It's not a scam girl That's how I am girl Peter Pan, I'm a sucka for smucka's jam girl It's clear I'm only here for good clean fun Shut up and kiss me like the antidotes under my tongue Whoa We have to take our clothes off And we have to party all night And we have to take our clothes off To have a good time Oh no We have to take our clothes off And we have to party all night And we have to take our clothes off To have a good time Oh no Got chicks, all hot chicks Indie-rock chicks, and hip-hop chicks Slim chicks, round chicks Black, white, yellow, and brown chicks Got chicks, all hot chicks Indie-rock chicks, and hip-hop chicks Slim chicks, round chicks Black, white, yellow, and brown chicks |
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Bartender!
"Yeah I hear your wise ass, give me a minute." I'm trying to get this round over here. "What do you think I'm just working for you here?" Actually, will you... will you send a drink to the lady at the end of the bar? Yeah that one right there. "Here you are miss." Yeah, yeah. It's on me. Tell her it's from Travee. "It's from this guy over here." From the second she shimmied in I was intrigued by her essence And my first instincts to make sure that my presence was felt Simple and plain I'm probably jumping the train But all I could see was my name engraved on her belt Hit the pause button Damn! I don't even know this girl And I'm already practicing my sweet-nothin's But that's a classic trait of a soft-spoken, heart-broken, fellow like my self best believe. Man: Pussy. I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve But that night the Jagermeister had my sleeves rolled up Wait a minute, hold up I think she caught me grillin' now I'm spillin' my drink I knew our feelings were in sync so now she gave me the wink The only problem is, I'm not your ordinary, average Romeo A Cyrano de Bergerac. Man: Shut the fuck up. In fact, I remember back in 5th grade I tried to read the book of love, but sadly The introduction didn't grab me So I left it on the shelf and kept moving Assuming that this planet rotates I'll just procrastinate until the day I bump into my soulmate. Who would've thunk I'd be piss ass drunk when time came for collision? So I made the decision to just keep my composure. Man: Cool. Cool. Until she started getting closer And then I felt this weird feeling underneath my left shoulder, and then I Slipped, tripped, busted my lip and fell in love The minute that she stepped in the door The type of girl I'd have to make a couple mix tapes for To me she equaled MC squared and everything else was mathematics I never took the time to practice. |
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| 6. |
| 3:54 |
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Fame, fortune, platinum records.
It's every boys dream. True story. Somebody asked me one time. Travie, you high. You look high. Shit, yeah I'm high. Let's go. The world is yours, so play the role. Blow the dust off this record and put the needle down slow. Our veins are cold, but we'll never grow old. Let's have a toast, and raise our drinks. No hearts on our sleeves, just eagles on our cuff links. It's such a rush to know you love me so much. We'll do whatever you want to. Girl I'll make a movie star of you. You know that I could, If you let me be your Hollywood. We'll get high, and hide. We all lust to the glamorous, white girl so fine. Going up on the downtown line. We'll get high, and hide. We all lust to the glamorous, white girl so fine. Going up on the downtown line. Take your razor, break down my line. Put your nose to the speaker. Now breathe in, breathe in. Clean up your nose, and face the crowd. Then kiss your mirror cause we're all stars now. Isn't it fun how music makes your lips numb? We'll do whatever you want to. Girl I'll make a movie star of you. You know that I could, If you let me be your Hollywood. We'll get high, and hide. We all lust to the glamorous, white girl so fine. Going up on the downtown line. We'll get high, and hide. We all lust to the glamorous, white girl so fine. Going up on the downtown line. Take your razor, break down my line. Put your nose to the speaker. Now breathe in, breathe in. We'll get high, and hide. We all lust to the glamorous, white girl so fine. Going up on the downtown line. We'll get high, and hide. We all lust to the glamorous, white girl so fine. Going up on the downtown line. Breathe in. Breathe in. Breathe in. Breathe in |
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| 3:52 |
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My life's these yellow lines, concrete, and Parliament butts
Exhaust fumes and rest stops who drive hard for their bucks Load in, sound check, play show, load out, let's go, next city, oh great, off day Hangovers, hangups, dialbacks, running make up, apologies and promises And nobody acknowledges that boys in bands got it so damn bad But we love like it the last cigarette we'll ever have I'm putting miles on my body, 'bout due for a tune up In this gas station, food ain't really helping but I'm loving every minute, every road signs a reminder of Exactly why we did it to begin with This is how it has to be A kiss for luck, submerge myself And in seven weeks resurface Even if we don't look back again Tired boys with wired eyes Exposing imperfections To the public eye we're perfect Even if we don't look back again I like these hotels, passports, and random bag checks Daydreams of love affairs that I haven't had yet Touch down, baggage claim, new town, different dame Same clothes, seven days, whew, damn I need to change And it's a lifestyle that I wouldn't recommend Wild 'N Out on a level Nick Cannon couldn't comprehend (fuck outta here) We made a lot of friends and even more enemies Some of which were genuine and others just pretend to be It's all gravy baby, life's lovely Even when the gray rain cloud's right above me The girl's textin' me talkin' about gettin' all cuddly 'Cause you paint a pretty picture but the frame is so ugly This is how it has to be A kiss for luck, submerge myself And in seven weeks resurface Even if we don't look back again Tired boys with wired eyes Exposing imperfections To the public eye we're perfect Even if we don't look back again And now it's back in a van with four of my mans Until we catchin' a tan on the Florida sands I feel like tourin' this land's made me more of a man From killa California to the shores of Japan Good times stayin' up late in Austin Coast to coast V8 to Chicago To gettin' up with Johnny Cupcakes in Boston And smokin' that most great eight in Colorado Home ain't home no more I hug the road and kiss the concrete and sometimes I even hear her heartbeat No matter where we go or where we at We carry upstate on our back, it's like that This is how it has to be A kiss for luck, submerge myself And in seven weeks resurface Even if we don't look back again Tired boys with wired eyes Exposing imperfections To the public eye we're perfect Even if we don't look back again This is how it has to be A kiss for luck, submerge myself And in seven weeks resurface Even if we don't look back again Tired boys with wired eyes Exposing imperfections To the public eye we're perfect Even if we don't look back again "So a lot of you don't realize. There's a whole subculture of boys driving around in vans." Even if we don't look back again "Looking for your daughters, and your lottery tickets. Love it or leave it." (I'm like this) Even if we don't look back again "I love my life. Bitches." Even if we don't look back again Even if we don't look back again |
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We put the "F-U" back in fun
Serve it up with a smile You ain't heard this type of stuff in a while I want your ears right now Ante up, buck stops here Put your hands up, like you plan to volunteer Ollie ollie Oxy Free Fresh outta detox Can't afford the doctor's fee So floor it towards the weed spot A whole city waitin' for me to fall Because I made a pretty penny outta nothin' at all It's that "circle, cirle, dot, dot" Cootie shot shit, you know Everybody lovin' it, but ain't nobody touchin' it, yeah Decaydance takin' over this year I feel like dancin' baby hold my fears (So Sexy) And it's ok to be a little risky (ooooh, Ah the Good Times) Forget work it's all play at the end of the day (ooooh, Ah the Good Times) Just be sure to send the females my way (ooooh, Ah the Good Times) Oh look at how cute, we made a mess on the dance floor So let me get a soul clap, that's what we got hands for [Clapping] That's exactly what I've been trying to tell you, Pete, look at 'em I know you seen 'em as soon as we came in, Pick your jaw up man, it's alright we havin' a good time, Ha! Stupid... Mission acccomplished Operation spike punch successful Now back to tellin' girls im only nineteen, wowzers! Bob's parents ain't back for another six hours So it's just enough time to kill the keg that's in the shower Curse you aquascum, follow the leader Made today's big fish outta yesterday's bottom feeders Until I'm belly up, it's all good times from here on out From the beginning 'til we clear on out It's like: this year, my year, you here, who cares? Focus you candle it, we kill 'em like Crush Management, Please! I got no time to player hate I'm the type to crash your party with "Teddy Ruxpin" and a Slayer tape And it's ok to be a little risky (ooooh, Ah the Good Times) Forget work it's all play at the end of the day (ooooh, Ah the Good Times) Just be sure to send the females my way (ooooh, Ah the Good Times) Oh look at how cute, we made a mess on the dance floor So let me get a soul clap, that's what we got hands for [Clapping] Seriously, for one, if I gave a fuck, my eyes would be locked onto yours, And not to nothin' that's goin' on behind your back homey, For two... Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, what were you sayin' again? Exactly Ignorance is bliss homey, you my dear make it fact I'm just curious as to why you take yourself so serious You missed the joke a year back, man, The punchline just hit you in the mouth... And it's ok to be a little risky (ooooh, Ah the Good Times) Forget work it's all play at the end of the day (ooooh, Ah the Good Times) Just be sure to send the females my way (ooooh, Ah the Good Times) And it's ok to be a little risky (ooooh, Ah the Good Times) Forget work it's all play at the end of the day (ooooh, Ah the Good Times) Just be sure to send the females my way (ooooh, Ah the Good Times) |
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Okay, continued
What's next upon the menu? Hmm, maybe I should crack a joke Attack and ask smokes Cause I can't seem to find my matches And that could break the ice but I'm a bad actress with 3 lighters I acquired the previous night And there I was do or die She was approximately 5 feet away from my frame So I decided to take a stride, swallow my pride, tellin' her my name like Hello miss, my name is Travis Just a ordinary, I'm into art, kinda smart with a big heart, you can have it See you find that funny I'd love to buy you a drink but I got bent and spent my money But would you kindly accept a raincheck Perhaps some deep chit chat She didn't think twice, nodded her head and said "I'm with that" By the way do you have some matches? She's like, "no, but there's a lighter right in front of you" And now we both This girl's so crazy, got my gullet jiggling Fiddling with my feelings like an out of tune piano Like I'm on ritalin The way she's got my undivided attention dismissin' any thoughts of lettin' this one get away. |
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(Gym Class Heroes:)
This is not novelty This is nothing delicate This is the result of some Google search for something relevant Stake claim immediately Cause hot products cool down At which point will flot the new sounds Take fame intravenously But when nature turns to habit I'll be sure to leave the scene and start stacking it This is nothing fraudulent This is that sure shot itchy finger lingering behind your target audience You got em all convinced But we ain't buying it buddy Demand for lies is high And you're supplying it Truth is brutal and consumes you if you let it Type that in your little away message and set it. (Kids Of Crush High:) Keep singing songs for me That I can write in my sleep like I'm counting sheep Keep singing songs for me Man you're boring me what you ought to be Keep singing songs for me Just following the leader with your blah blah blah Keep singing songs for me That I can write in my sleep like I'm counting sheep. (Gym Class Heroes:) And this is not a fashion statement It's elegant intuition Far beyond your bed wetter kindergarten compositions This is a part of me How can you sleep at night When what you don't bite you write half-heartedly Go join the army And be the best you can be Give new meaning to blowing up overseas Please We kick them doors down when nobody would let us in And give you that proverbial taste of your own medicine We took your formula and relabeled it And sat patiently and giggled it when you drank it See poison street cred weigh just about the same reflesh Pop bottles and dropped names And you'll dismiss it cause it isn't what you're used to. But who the fuck died and made you King Koopa? (Kids Of Crush High:) Keep singing songs for me That I can write in my sleep like I'm counting sheep Keep singing songs for me Man you're boring me what you ought to be Keep singing songs for me Just following the leader with your blah blah blah Keep singing songs for me That I can write in my sleep like I'm counting sheep. (Gym Class Heroes:) Wow congratulations on your new purchase I heard you bought a crib on biters block downtown plagiarism's paradise You're not a movement You're purely amusement The poster boy for Xerox and the role model for parasites You serve no purpose You're purely decorative And bore use to death with your auditory sedatives Oh they don't see No, we don't sleep And hog tie your runaway bride with cold feet We built this city on lock and load logic And burned it down the same night So go ahead and put your tears on ice baby I think we got a winner And kiss your crucifix your boy's a certified sinner. (Kids Of Crush High:) Keep singing songs for me That I can write in my sleep like I'm counting sheep Keep singing songs for me Man you're boring me what you ought to be Keep singing songs for me Just following the leader with your blah blah blah Keep singing songs for me That I can write in my sleep like I'm counting sheep. |
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And so it goes.
We mouth your words when your tongues are too paralyzed. We finish up the peanut butter and jelly you get on your ?Router? but never eat. We still pee in bottles We play at your graduation parties We have fallen comrades, we just rebuild the team. Our friends are rich and we love it. 'Cause it makes us look wealthy too. Shit, I still got a sidekick 1 with a crack in the fuckin' screen man. We were your favorite crew "I'm the first person to know about these guys" Head 4 Band. We dance to Use me by Bill Winters in a drunken stupor Until MA and GARY tell us to go the fuck home and kick us out. We make mistakes We love we hate We're not angry anymore though. We still miss you We still love you Like a slug hates salt and we're still your heroes. |
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| 4:17 |
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And I can hear 'em talkin' in the hallways
(Let 'em keep talkin') I'm always late for lunch, Learning dirty little lessons from you (So sexy) Now my name is on the lips of every cheerleader in my school Now I'm a legend in the locker room. Legendary Baby! I was just a snotty nosed degenerate With hit pass perfection Dodgin' teachers down to give my late ass detention Hardly a heartthrob but I made due Using those same "circle yes or no" Notes I used in grade school Folded love letters with a tab that read "pull here" Writin' back and forth in notebooks for a full year I used to daydream about Ms. Magnus The type of fantasies you feel guilty for having But who hasn't? The only difference beside the age Was the fact I acted on it And who wouldn't? A schoolboy crush met mature woman lust And they hit it off so well And I could tell the day she asked me To stay after class that it was all bad But I just bit my lip and acted all mad The bell rang, class dismissed She door shut and her skirt went up That's a Fact! And I can hear 'em talkin' in the hallways (Let 'em keep talkin') I'm always late for lunch, Learning dirty little lessons from you (So sexy) Now my name is on the lips of every cheerleader in my school Now I'm a legend in the locker room. Legendary Baby! We gave a brand new meaning To "after-school special" The second that our lips touched She kissed my ribs And counted each one out loud I tried my hardest not to giggle But I couldn't cause it tickled so much She pulled my pants to half-mast I said "Hurry, Miss Sin, You gonna make me late for math class" The way she praised my balls was vicious Now that's what I like to call sacrilegious One time became 20 times Before we knew it We stopped caring about where we would do it From the classroom to the bathroom And when all the students was gone We'd even do it in the staff room From F's to A's in less than 3 days Now the underachiever's the one with the best grades Made the 3rd floor shake without breakin' a sweat Goddamn it felt good to be the teacher's pet. And I can hear 'em talkin' in the hallways (Let 'em keep talkin') I'm always late for lunch, Learning dirty little lessons from you (So sexy) Now my name is on the lips of every cheerleader in my school Now I'm a legend in the locker room. Legendary Baby! Goodness gracious, accusations Started flyin' through the building Cruel As School Children This isn't how it was supposed to be Reminiscing "Don't Stand So Close To Me" And if it's mostly my fault for lettin' it happen But I couldn't resist a little adolescent bragging I mean, after all I was only 15 And she was showing me things My virgin eyes had never seen Never forget the little meeting she called But when she saw my reaction It made her appalled So basically what you're sayin' is If I don't keep tappin' that ass Then you ain't gonna let me pass Some punishment lady And as I turned towards the door I looked back She had her clothes on the floor Needless to say I passed with flying colors But my teacher was my best friend's mother. And I can hear 'em talkin' in the hallways (Let 'em keep talkin') I'm always late for lunch, Learning dirty little lessons from you (So sexy) Now my name is on the lips of every cheerleader in my school Now I'm a legend in the locker room. Legendary Baby! And I can hear 'em talkin' in the hallways (Let 'em keep talkin') I'm always late for lunch, Learning dirty little lessons from you (So sexy) Now my name is on the lips of every cheerleader in my school Now I'm a legend in the locker room. Legendary Baby! And I can hear 'em talkin' in the hallways (Let 'em keep talkin') I'm always late for lunch, Learning dirty little lessons from you (So sexy) Now my name is on the lips of every cheerleader in my school Now I'm a legend in the locker room. Legendary Baby! |
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| 4:42 |
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[verse 1]
I wish I could unzip my skin and take it off Just to take a walk but I can't do it I don't think I'll make it on my own (on my own) As when I take out my pen And I wage it all, turn the page and fall It just comes natural I'm gonna make it on my own (on my own) [chorus] I just need time to walk it off, But I can't do it I'll write it on my own time Hey look I made it on my own (on my own) I know she thinks that I don't try, but I realize that I can do better Write, write on [4x] Makin' a mess as I progress No time to cry about it, do better Write, write on [2x] [verse 2] I wrote the greatest lines at the strangest times Now it's payin' off, but I still feel lost Cuz I can't do it I don't think I'll make it on my own (on my own) So in between now it pacifies I change my name to free, but she feels safe to me So I'm livin' dangerously I'm gonna make it on my own (on my own) [chorus] I just need time to walk it off, But I can't do it I'll write it on my own time Hey look I made it on my own (on my own) I know she thinks... But I realize that I can do better Write, write on [4x] Makin' a mess as I progress No time to cry about it, do better Write, write on [4x] [outro] Write on, write it on your own time (write, write on) Write on, write it on your own time (write, write on)... |
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Sloppy Love Sequence 3
Cameras rollin' Action! The bomb's been detinated I'm just waiting for an explosion I was at second base and it was time for me to close in on third With blurred vision and, Precisely placed slurred words we started kissin' Man listen it was like a scene bad V movie with a very low budget But fuck it I was drunk and I admit I loved it Every last second I couldn't kill that thought of us butt ass naked Tely surfin with the fan on Chattin about the session and Slowly gettin in to closet skeleton confessions That's when she made an offer I couldn't refuse And chills when up and down my leg like Samoan tattoos She said she had a pad that wasn't too far away And she loved it if I stayed until the following day So it was time to exit stage left I made my rounds, gave my pounds and hugs, Gathered my thoughts and took a deep breath And now we walkin to the door but Right before we stepped outside she bought me one more Now I'm feelin' it I had my hand in my pocket but she stealin' it With our fingers interlock And as we walk down Exchange Street With our hearts pitter-pat to the same beat And then she popped the question Like "Trav, you ever been in love" And I'm like "Tcha, not that I recall" But there was one situation, but I didn't have the patience Or the balls to say it And everytime I try I just digitally relay it And it sound something like a "Duh duh duh duh duh" Man my speech impediment left my heart vacant without a single resident The first ten had got evicted the second she settled in I seen her the other day ridin' my bike and kept peddlin' If it wasn't for meddling kids would love even exist? (Nope) If it wasn't for alcohol would I be saying this? (Nope) She probably took offense, I probably started getting sober 'Cuz she started getting ugly and I think I probably told her Then my feet got heavy, I started drippin sweat I knew I was getting into something I would later regret Right when I lit the cigarette I caught an occasion of the spins I started wishin I was back at the bar with my friends And then it happened, I fell flat on my face When I awoke I found that I was in a very strange place Must have goten my wish granted, 'cuz I was butt ass naked But the only downside was that the room was pretty vacant Except next to the bed there was this note on the dresser While I'm trying to deal with this hangover head pressure With a smile I grabbed the note with a smoke and sat back "Dear whoever, lose my number. P.S. The sex was whack" |
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