Girl, I can't help myself. I'm stuck on the view. I like the way you do. The tricks that you do. . You're flirting with the music. Like it's your boo.
Mmm, tidy it up. . Fuck you, man, if you don't feel alright. Fuck you, man, if you don't feel OK. Cos I'm wired to the moon, stapled to the sky, happy as I am, and I don't know why.