She's Homeless
She wakes up early every morning
Just to do her hair, now
Because she cares, y'all
Her day wouldn't be right
Without her makeup
She's never out of makeup
She's just like you and me
But she's homeless, she's homeless
As now, she stands there, singing for money
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
In my sleep, I see her begging
Preaching, "Please!"
Although her body's not mine
I ask, "God, why?" (God why, God why?)
"God why?" (God why, God why?)
She's just like you and me
But she's homeless (she's homeless)
She's homeless (she's homeless)
As she stands there singing for money
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
U-u-u-u-uh-huh, uh-huh
U-u-u-u-u-u-uh-huh, uh-huh
U-u-u-u-u-u-uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh, uh, uh, uh!
Cocaine, ketamine, call me Katy Perry
'Cause everybody wanna fuckin' piece of me
Tasty like Godiva-a-a-a
Wanna be inside you-u-u
Oh-oh, fuck-fuck! Not Katy Perry
I'm so dumb, it's almost fucking scary!
B-b-b-but o-o-on the contrary
I got a community to go fuckin' carry
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow (uh-huh, uh-uh), la-da-dee, la-dee-dow (uh-huh, uh-uh)
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow (uh-huh-ha-ha-ha), la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
In the illuminati and I'll show my fuckin' body
Ride around in Maseratis, hit us up some sugar papis
Britney called, she said, "Oops! I did it again"
Thought I was a bitch
Body of an angel with a face of 10s
Jesus, are you my lord?
I'll stay on my knees until my ass is sore
You've done enough to me, my confidence is floored
I pray to you, one last time, I beg of you, please no more
Oh, Jesus Christ (oh, Jesus Christ)
Oh, Jesus Christ
Oh, Jesus Christ
I beg of You, please, please no more
Please, please, no more, no more, no more
Amen
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
Just to do her hair, now
Because she cares, y'all
Her day wouldn't be right
Without her makeup
She's never out of makeup
She's just like you and me
But she's homeless, she's homeless
As now, she stands there, singing for money
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
In my sleep, I see her begging
Preaching, "Please!"
Although her body's not mine
I ask, "God, why?" (God why, God why?)
"God why?" (God why, God why?)
She's just like you and me
But she's homeless (she's homeless)
She's homeless (she's homeless)
As she stands there singing for money
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
U-u-u-u-uh-huh, uh-huh
U-u-u-u-u-u-uh-huh, uh-huh
U-u-u-u-u-u-uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh, uh, uh, uh!
Cocaine, ketamine, call me Katy Perry
'Cause everybody wanna fuckin' piece of me
Tasty like Godiva-a-a-a
Wanna be inside you-u-u
Oh-oh, fuck-fuck! Not Katy Perry
I'm so dumb, it's almost fucking scary!
B-b-b-but o-o-on the contrary
I got a community to go fuckin' carry
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow (uh-huh, uh-uh), la-da-dee, la-dee-dow (uh-huh, uh-uh)
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow (uh-huh-ha-ha-ha), la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
In the illuminati and I'll show my fuckin' body
Ride around in Maseratis, hit us up some sugar papis
Britney called, she said, "Oops! I did it again"
Thought I was a bitch
Body of an angel with a face of 10s
Jesus, are you my lord?
I'll stay on my knees until my ass is sore
You've done enough to me, my confidence is floored
I pray to you, one last time, I beg of you, please no more
Oh, Jesus Christ (oh, Jesus Christ)
Oh, Jesus Christ
Oh, Jesus Christ
I beg of You, please, please no more
Please, please, no more, no more, no more
Amen
La-da-dee, la-dee-dow, la-da-dee, la-dee-dow
Credits
Writer(s): Crystal Waters, Neal Brian Conway
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