Fake Names

Fake names
I'm batshit crazy
Yeah, I'm crazy
Make way
Uh, yeah
Indiana

I drink my rum and do a runner
I'm like a stick of dynamite
Light me up and I will blow your mind
Take my advice
Run for your life and don't look back again
You slipped your ring off and it made me smile
I'll clean your wallet then I'll run a mile
Men lose their sense
It's a sorry sequence of events, amen

You only see what I want you to, baby
Pretty woman but I'm batshit crazy
Fake names, play games
Take your cash, take your keys
(I drink my rum and do a runner)
If you wanna give me money, I'll take it
Give me time and I'll waste it
Rich guys tell lies then go home to their wives
(I drink my rum and do a runner)

So many situations I create
I set them up and then they're mine to take
for a ride
But I'm the only one who will survive
I drink to make them think they're in control
From billy to an alcohol
I'm your baby doll
Sell me your soul and I will let you go

You only see what I want you to, baby
Pretty woman but I'm batshit crazy
Fake names, play games
Take your cash, take your keys
(I drink my rum and do a runner)
If you wanna give me money, I'll take it
Give me time and I'll waste it
Rich guys tell lies then go home to their wives
(I drink my rum and do a runner)

Don't you talk about freedom
(Freedom, freedom)
Don't you tell me what's right or wrong
(What's right or wrong)
I don't need your morals, keep them
(Keep them, keep them)
Did you forget you had a wife at all?
(A wife at all)

You only see what I want you to, baby
(Baby)
Pretty woman but I'm batshit crazy
(I'm batshit crazy)
Fake names, play games
Take your cash, take your keys
(I drink my rum and do a runner)
If you wanna give me money, I'll take it
(Take it)
Give me time and I'll waste it
(I'll waste it)
Rich guys tell lies then go home to their wives
(Yes, they do)
(I drink my rum and do a runner)
(Indiana)



Credits
Writer(s): John Robert Beck, Bob Bradley, Lauren Henson
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