I Don't Wanna Be Your Kink

Well, I was in the corner shop
Buying almonds and milk
In a pistachio tank-top
Rockin' trousers of silk
I saw a red top headline
About a freak like me
Poorly worded it said
"She's Perverted!"

I caught the bossman staring
At my chest and the rest
I gave a raging smile over gritted teeth
I paid and I left
Now where's the red top headline
About the freaks like him?
They deserve it
He perverted

I keep myself to myself
I mind my own affairs
And I'm not the one who
I'm not the one who
I'm not the one who stares

I survive the evil eye 'cos I don't give it time to blink
It makes my skin start crawling and it makes my stomach sink
I'm living my best life mais je vois pas la vie en pink
I don't wanna be your secret
I don't wanna be your kink

I'm heading home to Hanover
On the 25X
I'm trying to ignore the strange, strange man
Who's staring all up at my legs
Now where's the red top headline
About the freaks like them?
They deserve it
They all perverted

I keep myself to myself
I mind my own affairs
And I'm not the one who
I'm not the one who
I'm not the one who stares

I survive the evil eye 'cos I don't give it time to blink
It makes my skin start crawling and it makes my stomach sink
I'm living my best life mais je vois pas la vie en pink
I don't wanna be your secret
I don't wanna be your kink

I keep myself to myself
I mind my own affairs
And I'm not the one who
I'm not the one who
I'm not the one who stares



Credits
Writer(s): Eve Hardingham Singleton, Georgie Euphemia Mcburnie, Alican Cezmi Hitit
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