Eightball Girl

Called you a Swiss Army knife
'Cause you're small and you're useful and beautiful
Didn't think I'd have a thing for redheads
You said you liked my hair in handfuls
You're black and white 'bout everything but me
So tell me, dynamite, what's it gonna be?

Eight ball girl, tell me how you feel about me
Shake it up
Eight ball girl, making up your mind without me
It's a yes or no or maybe
But just please don't make me guess
Do you love me? Is it hazy?
Do the signs all point to yes?
Eight ball girl, tell me how you feel about me

While the boys at the bar are buying us drinks
I'm undressing you inside my head
Your skin's on my skin but I still don't know what you think
What keeps happening between us wouldn't happen between friends

Eight ball girl, tell me how you feel about me
Shake it up
Eight ball girl, making up your mind without me
It's a yes or no or maybe
But just please don't make me guess
Do you love me? Is it hazy?
Do the signs all point to yes?
Eight ball girl, tell me how you feel about me

You like my hair in handfuls
The tension's hard to handle
You like my hair in handfuls
The tension's hard to handle

Eight ball girl, tell me how you feel about me
Shake it up
Eight ball girl, making up your mind without me
It's a yes or no or maybe
But just please don't make me guess
Do you love me? Is it hazy?
Do the signs all point to yes?
Eight ball girl, tell me how you feel about me



Credits
Writer(s): John Thomas Roach, Bethany Ann Warner, Madeleine Marie Zahm
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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