Get the Fuck Out of My Pool
You won't get home early, you'll wait 'til the morning
You live by your theory of love it and leave it
It's late, and you're calling, don't care if you're lonely
Liquors are pouring, your eyesight is blurry
You say you wanna marry me
While you cut line number three
You're the king of the party
But I won't be your queen
You hurt me, you hurt me, you hurt me
I love it, I love it, I love it
And you're going down, down like molly
When I tell you to
Get the fuck out of my pool
Get the fuck out of my pool
No, you don't own me, now you wanna owe me
Your prayers are phony, no way you can come here
I think you're slurring, I'll give you a warning
You're close to your 30, live clean or die dirty
Say you wanna marry me
While you cut line number three
You're the king of the party
But I won't be your queen
You hurt me, you hurt me, you hurt me
(Hurt me so bad) I love it, I love it, I love it
(I love it though) and you're going down, down like molly
(You're going down) when I tell you to
Get the fuck out of my pool
Get the fuck out of my pool
You hurt me, you hurt me, you hurt me
I love it, I love it, I love it
And you're going down, down like molly
When I tell you to
Get the fuck out of my pool
(Get the fuck out) you hurt me, so
(Get the fuck out) I love it though
(Get the fuck out) you're going down
(Get the fuck out) get the fuck out of my pool
You live by your theory of love it and leave it
It's late, and you're calling, don't care if you're lonely
Liquors are pouring, your eyesight is blurry
You say you wanna marry me
While you cut line number three
You're the king of the party
But I won't be your queen
You hurt me, you hurt me, you hurt me
I love it, I love it, I love it
And you're going down, down like molly
When I tell you to
Get the fuck out of my pool
Get the fuck out of my pool
No, you don't own me, now you wanna owe me
Your prayers are phony, no way you can come here
I think you're slurring, I'll give you a warning
You're close to your 30, live clean or die dirty
Say you wanna marry me
While you cut line number three
You're the king of the party
But I won't be your queen
You hurt me, you hurt me, you hurt me
(Hurt me so bad) I love it, I love it, I love it
(I love it though) and you're going down, down like molly
(You're going down) when I tell you to
Get the fuck out of my pool
Get the fuck out of my pool
You hurt me, you hurt me, you hurt me
I love it, I love it, I love it
And you're going down, down like molly
When I tell you to
Get the fuck out of my pool
(Get the fuck out) you hurt me, so
(Get the fuck out) I love it though
(Get the fuck out) you're going down
(Get the fuck out) get the fuck out of my pool
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Writer(s): Andrea Ferrara
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