Oh So
Oh, so you're afraid of getting hurt Can't you see that's a little absurd
Oh, so you're afraid of getting hurt Guess you forgot you were your own conqueror
Born and raised in Switzerland She was Brazilian
Long brown hair, tan everywhere
One, two, three, four tattoos Oh no, what did I lose
Nothing, nothing, nothing
Oh, so you're afraid of getting hurt Can't you see that's a little absurd
Oh, so you're afraid of getting hurt Guess you forgot you were your own conqueror
So I prayed out to God Send me down something up from above
Something, someone, something I can love
Oh my God, he sent down an alien Oh my God, that's a fucking alien
Not at all what I was expecting
Oh, so you're afraid of getting hurt Can't you see that's a little absurd
Just a couple funky motherfuckers ain't no one past the test
Just a couple funky motherfuckers ain't no one past the test
Chupa mi culo, chupa mis huevos I don't need to see your face no more
Life's just a Mexican gunfight Life's just a Mexican standoff
And ain't no one gonna get out alive And that's alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, yeah
So now I'm sitting next to an alien Smoking a bong and having a beer
She says, no need to fear I kinda like that appendage you got right there
She's pretty cool, pretty cool She's got some pretty good insights
On human rights, yeah Pretty cool, pretty cool
Like an El Nino, El Nino winter
Oh, so you're afraid of getting hurt Guess you forgot you were your own conqueror
Born and raised in Switzerland She was Brazilian
Long brown hair, tan everywhere
One, two, three, four tattoos Oh no, what did I lose
Nothing, nothing, nothing
Oh, so you're afraid of getting hurt Can't you see that's a little absurd
Oh, so you're afraid of getting hurt Guess you forgot you were your own conqueror
So I prayed out to God Send me down something up from above
Something, someone, something I can love
Oh my God, he sent down an alien Oh my God, that's a fucking alien
Not at all what I was expecting
Oh, so you're afraid of getting hurt Can't you see that's a little absurd
Just a couple funky motherfuckers ain't no one past the test
Just a couple funky motherfuckers ain't no one past the test
Chupa mi culo, chupa mis huevos I don't need to see your face no more
Life's just a Mexican gunfight Life's just a Mexican standoff
And ain't no one gonna get out alive And that's alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, yeah
So now I'm sitting next to an alien Smoking a bong and having a beer
She says, no need to fear I kinda like that appendage you got right there
She's pretty cool, pretty cool She's got some pretty good insights
On human rights, yeah Pretty cool, pretty cool
Like an El Nino, El Nino winter
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Writer(s): Mackenzie Bly
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