Uh Oh...

Hey, hey, hey hey hey!

I hope she thinks of proposing
Let's go smell all the roses
White powder goes up your nose and
Now you think you are chosen!

I make you try on some clothes are
You ok to make poses?
I think my head might explode and
Then you'll think you are golden!

I hope she thinks of proposing
Let's go smell all the roses
White powder goes up your nose and
Now you think you are chosen!

I make you try on some clothes are
You ok to make poses?
I think my head might explode and
Then you'll think you are golden!



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Kellso
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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