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• Artiste: Lydia Night
• Titre: You Sir
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Okay, so I know I'm 23 But I've heard about a time When a gentleman existed But something happened to that kind Now we're handed lesser evils We're saying shit like, "Yeah he's fine" Talk about a man like a McMuffin I really like him when I'm high Where'd they go? The ones holding doors open It's on the nose but Where'd they run? I'm sick of all the ones using my time just for their fun I'd rathеr lose a limb before I kiss anothеr loser And I can tell you're just another spit after you chew her I'm done throwing my heart around, I'm cruisin' for a bruisin' I'd rather die alone than ever with someone like You, sir I had a type But I burned it to the ground Went for the ones that kept me guessing They'd pour a drop and I would drown I can't believe that I've invested So many hours into men Who should probably be arrested I'd never do that shit again (No) Where'd they go? To tell another victim that she's young, but she seems older Where'd they run? Hopefully to some deserted island with no one I'd rather lose a limb before I kiss another loser And I can tell you're just another spit after you chew her I'm done throwing my heart around, I'm cruisin' for a bruisin' I'd rather die alone than ever with someone like I'd rather hold my pillow than you hoggin' up the middle I'd rather break my back than solve another stupid riddle 'Cause lyin' boys will catch you like a paper in a fire I'd rather die alone than with another Nice trier Like you, sir Where'd they go? The ones holding doors open It's on the nose but I'm so done If you ask me on a date, I'll say I'd rather eat a gun