Not The American Average
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(All the things that you said was it all in my head?)
Come on babyKeep it down, honey hush your lipsClothes trailing from the backdoor to the bedroomAnd I don't even know your nameGive me all you've gotMake this night worth my timeMake this worth my timeOh what I would give to live this night againI knew when I first saw youYou'd fuck like a whoreThat this would be a night to rememberHope they hear you screaming for more
Your thighs were made for cheeks to grazeMy lips, your poisonThey bring you to your kneesYour thighs were made for cheeks to grazeMy lips, your poisonThey bring you to your knees(Oh, c'mon)
Girl get downIt's almost overTake it all the wayYou stupid fucking whoreAnd after all of all my dreaming being only youYou're standing there baby (oh the things that I could do)Back to the wall with a drink in my handBack it up, baby ride, ride, RIDE
One step too late and I never told youThat I can't take another disappointment.Breathing and gasping all leads to another messy ending. (2x)
(Dead end!)
With your back against the wall, with your face buried in the pillowI see you cold, I feel you heartless
Bitch, you stupid fucking bitchYou stupid fucking bitch
(Fuckin' bitch!)