Don't you think you're being insane?
Baby, all I ever did was stay
All that's greeting me is disdain
I don't know what to do
I told you that I'd call your mum
You told me that you'd call my bluff
Of course I wouldn't but you're pissing me off
I don't know what to do
Oooh
La di da di da-ah
Oooh
La la la di da
Couldn't you agree I've been a good girl?
Laid in bed instead of out in the big world
A drink or two? That's just absurd
But it's different if you do
Thoughts, my dear? Can I be excused?
I wanna get hammered, not get screwed
Guess you can't mind-read my blues
I don't know what to do
Oooh
La di da di da-ah
Oooh
La la la di da
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Songs I Write | VIII
PoetryHello! - Please don't steal. - If you do use any or anything, just give credit, thanks. - 20 years old, England.
