In the darkest hole, you'd be well advised. Not to plan my funeral before the body dies, yeah. Come the morning light, it's a see through show. What you may have heard and what you think you know, yeah.
This is my house, roll out the red carpet. Doghead in the window. Never was a little girl. Have wine, I can't drink yet. Day pianos I can't afford. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I can feel the energy building up inside of me. It wants to get out. It wants to let go. Do you feel the way I feel with your little sex appeal baby, baby.