Lustful Eyes
I'll say it now before I die
Loving me is cherry pie
I know I'm courageous
But also glamurous
I'm the main star of the play
In both a marriage and a stage
I cause divorces
I cause that all your husbands lie, lie, lie
But I can't stop it, because it makes me feel alive, alive, alive, alive
Take away all your presumptions
I've become his only option
You keep hiding your desire
You don't accept the truth
I see your lustful eyes
And your girl too
Boo, without rum there's no fire
What an excuse
Hon, you just don't understand
What it takes to keep a man
Far from girls like me
We don't make babies
Killing is my preferred choice
It's easy, fun and makes no noise
I talk about love
Funny to see how they all lie, lie, lie
Look at my pictures, I was born to make girlfriends cry, cry, cry, cry
Take away all your presumptions
I've become his only option
You keep hiding your desire
You don't accept the truth
I see your lustful eyes
And your girl too
Boo, without rum there's no fire
What an excuse
I'll say it now before I die
Loving me is cherry pie
I know I'm courageous
But also glamurous
I'm the main star of the play
In both a marriage and a stage
I cause divorce
I cause that all your husbands lie, lie, lie
But I can't stop it, because it makes me feel alive alive alive alive
Take away all your presumptions
I've become his only option
You keep hiding your desire
You don't accept the truth
I see your lustful eyes
And you girl too
Boo, without rum there's no fire
What an excuse
Loving me is cherry pie
I know I'm courageous
But also glamurous
I'm the main star of the play
In both a marriage and a stage
I cause divorces
I cause that all your husbands lie, lie, lie
But I can't stop it, because it makes me feel alive, alive, alive, alive
Take away all your presumptions
I've become his only option
You keep hiding your desire
You don't accept the truth
I see your lustful eyes
And your girl too
Boo, without rum there's no fire
What an excuse
Hon, you just don't understand
What it takes to keep a man
Far from girls like me
We don't make babies
Killing is my preferred choice
It's easy, fun and makes no noise
I talk about love
Funny to see how they all lie, lie, lie
Look at my pictures, I was born to make girlfriends cry, cry, cry, cry
Take away all your presumptions
I've become his only option
You keep hiding your desire
You don't accept the truth
I see your lustful eyes
And your girl too
Boo, without rum there's no fire
What an excuse
I'll say it now before I die
Loving me is cherry pie
I know I'm courageous
But also glamurous
I'm the main star of the play
In both a marriage and a stage
I cause divorce
I cause that all your husbands lie, lie, lie
But I can't stop it, because it makes me feel alive alive alive alive
Take away all your presumptions
I've become his only option
You keep hiding your desire
You don't accept the truth
I see your lustful eyes
And you girl too
Boo, without rum there's no fire
What an excuse
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Writer(s): Scarlett Rose
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