Please Please Please - Sped Up

I know I have good judgment, I know I have good taste
It's funny and it's ironic that only I feel that way
I promise 'em that you're different
And everyone makes mistakes, but just don't

I heard that you're an actor, so act like a stand-up guy
Whatever devil's inside you, don't let him out tonight
I tell them it's just your culture
And everyone rolls their eyes, yeah, I know
All I'm asking, baby

Please, please, please
Don't prove 'em right
And please, please, please
Don't bring me to tears when I just did my makeup so nice

Heartbreak is one thing
My ego's another
I beg you, don't embarrass me, motherfucker, ah-oh
Please, please, please (ah-ah-ah)

Well, I have a fun idea, babe (uh-huh), maybe just stay inside
I know you're craving some fresh air
But the ceiling fan is so nice (it's so nice, right?)
And we could live so happily
If no one knows that you're with me
I'm just kidding, but really (kinda), really, really

Please, please, please (please, don't prove I'm right)
Don't prove 'em right
And please, please, please
Don't bring me to tears when I just did my makeup so nice

Heartbreak is one thing (heartbreak is one thing)
My ego's another (ego's another)
I beg you, don't embarrass me, motherfucker, ah-oh
Please, please, please (ah-ah-ah)

If you wanna go and be stupid
Don't do it in front of me
If you don't wanna cry to my music
Don't make me hate you prolifically

Please, please, please (please)
Please, please, please (please)
Please (please), please (please), please
(Ah-ah-ah-ah)



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Michael Antonoff, Amy Rose Allen, Sabrina Annlynn Carpenter
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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