Chris !
I'm gone in a flick, but back in a secon d
With salted sk in, rash for no reason
Boys are loading their arms, girls gasp with env y
F-f-for whom are they mimicking endlessly ?
Same old sadness in small lumps on my jaw
For lustin g after is the usual freak show
May your girl come, birdie die under this spur
F-f-f-fing ers angrily sunk on the jugular, then
Girlfrien d
Don't feel like a girlfrie nd
But lover
Damn, I'd be your love r
Girlfrien d
Don't feel like a girlfrie nd
But lover
Damn, I'd be your love r (Touché, touché yeah )
Yes sir, I am wet, for I abandoned my fame in the lake
Let's see now how fast you're breathing
And how long this will all take
Those who used to pass by me
Think they are baffling a liar
F-fuck is you?
You don't even taste much better !
Came back steaming in sweats in the morning
I muscled in for I wanted to hold him
Then shri veled to let those bird-dogs rage through
F N.C. -fuck is m e?
F-fuck is you, f-fuck is you, now
Girlfrien d
Don't feel like a girlfrie nd
But lover
Damn, I'd be your love r
Girlfrien d
Don't feel like a girlfrie nd
But lover
Damn, I'd be your love r
Chris , I don't know why you trippin'
Touché, touché, touché, touché
Touché, touché, touché, touché
Touché, touché, touché, touché
Touché, touché, touché, touché
(You got to keep on rollin' girl keep rollin', rollin')
(B-b-b-baby ) Touché , touché, touché, touché
(B-b-b-baby) Touché, touché, touché, touché
(B-b-b-baby) Touché, touché, touché, touché
(Oh no) Touché, touché, touché, touché
