1. |
I Got It Bad
03:26
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I got it bad, you got me
I got it bad, you want me
And I’m feeling sad, just stop me
I don’t understand why you want me
I got it bad so I wanna know if you gotta go, just leave me alone I promise I’ll go
I got it bad, man
I got it got it got it bad, so bad
I got it got it got it bad, so bad
I got it got it got it bad, so bad
I got it got it got it bad, so so so bad
Now hit me ross, go
I got it bad now
Worse than I’ve ever had
So bad now
I got it got it got it bad, so bad
I got it got it got it bad, so so so bad
I got it got it got it bad, so so so so so so so so so so so bad
I got it got it got it got it got it got it got it bad, bad, bad
Sing whoah, whoah, whoah
whoah, whoah, whoah
whoah, whoah, whoah
whoah, whoah, whoah
whoah, whoah, whoah
whoah, whoah, whoah
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2. |
You're Pretty Cool
02:50
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Maybe it’s because I like your hair
Or cause you teach me things without making me feel dumb
Maybe it’s because I crave affection
From those who are hardest to get it from
How am I supposed to tell
If it’s a crush or if it’s love or if it’s brains reaching out cause we’re not doing all that well
If it’s loneliness I won’t tell if you won’t
But I guess it really shouldn’t make a difference
All I know is that I think you’re pretty cool
When I talk to you I have to hold back from smiling like a fool
I want your help finding more eloquent words
To say you’re pretty cool, but I know that’s absurd
La da da da
La da da da
La da da da
La da da da
And I know that I’m weird and I know that you’re weird
and I wanna take you out so we can share our weirds
You know what I’m trying to say
Because I feel like we connect in that certain way
But interacting with humans is hard
and I’m always awkward in school or in bars
But I feel like you might be too,
So I wanna be weird with you
All I know is that I think you’re pretty cool
When I talk to you I have to hold back from smiling like a fool
I want your help finding more eloquent words
To say you’re pretty cool
No, that’s absurd
La da da da
La da da da
La da da da
La da da da
La da da da
La da da da
La da da da
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3. |
It's Alright Baby
04:30
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It’s taken three months to see you out there
Despite everything
It’s been three months of disrepair
So prepare yourself cause
You are sweeter than gasoline babe and
You you think you’re my everything babe but
You’ve taken every damn chance to make me think of this all wrong, all wrong
So come on
Look down and away
Can’t see my pain
You can’t feel it baby
But it’s on its way
You know I can’t stay
But it’s alright baby
Bind me in what you will
I’ll hold myself back from slipping away
Saturate your tongue in my taste
And get your fill because
I am sweeter than ovaltine babe
I, I’ll burn you like gasoline babe but
I can’t find fault in you that I can’t find in myself, in myself
And that makes me feel really bad
Look down and away
Can’t see my pain
You can’t feel it baby
But it’s on its way
You know I can’t stay
But it’s alright baby
No babe, it’s, it’s alright. it’s, no it’s gonna be fine, I know things are hard, it’s, y’know just don’t worry about it. I’ll forget it even happened. It’s really not a big deal, it’s gonna be fine just y’know can we just drop it please? I just, just, whatever, just, it’s alright baby
Cause I am sweeter than gasoline babe and
I, I think I’m your everything babe but
I can’t find fault in you that I can’t find in myself
In myself
Look down and away
Can’t see my pain
You can’t feel it baby
But it’s on its way
You know I can’t stay
But it’s alright baby
Whoah whoah alright, alright
It’s alright baby
Whoah whoah it’s alright, alright
It’s alright baby, oh
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4. |
Time For You
05:32
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Warm lips, cold heart
The signs were there right from the start
I was blinded by the shade
Of lipstick in your hair
The way you stayed
Took every part
Of my life every day, oh yeah
And I blame myself for staying around
Running myself to the ground
If I could listen to the sound
I’d say ‘hell no’
Every day
Every night
All I see is you
In my bed in my house on my floor
You wear me down
This is not what I signed for
Being with only you for what
And I can’t take this anymore
Drive stakes, pick fights
Turn my friends against us, right
When is there the time for you
We can all fucking tell you
Staying over 16 nights
Demanding all my time
Skip class and stay for a while
I’m not fooled by your smile
Every day
Every night
All I see is you
In my bed in my house on my floor
You wear me down
This is not what I signed for
Being with only you for what
And I can’t take this anymore
Oh no more
Warm lips, cold heart
The signs were there right from the start
I was blinded by the shade
Of lipstick in your hair
The way you stayed
Took every part
Of my life every day
Every day
Every night
All I see is you
In my bed in my house on my floor
You wear me down
This is not what I signed for
Being with only you for what
And I can’t take this anymore
No I can’t take this anymore
Whoah, whoah, no
No more
No more
No more
No more
No more
No more
No more
can’t take it no more
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5. |
The Peach Song
01:18
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It’s been a while since that fuzzy feel
It’s been way too long
It’s been a while don’t know how to feel
With peach away from the throne
I miss that fur
I miss those teeth
I miss that purr
And I miss you peach
I miss you peach
(I wanna see her now)
We miss you peach
(Did you know you’re a cat?)
I miss you peach
(Peach is a name)
We miss you peach
(And you’re a cat. Not you, but me. I’m a cat. Meow)
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