Crush

(One, two, three)
I got a life
You know nothing about
You got a job
A quiet mouth
And I got a look
A look in my eye
That you're gonna mess me up
Isn't that nice?

And I know that you are only passing me by
And everybody wants a piece of your pretty pie
But I think that I could more than eat it tonight
What did you have in mind?

I think I got a crush
What the fuck?
And I hate it cause it don't mean much
I got a crush
I'm a mug
Cause this ain't love
It's anything
Everything, but

You got nice friends
They came to my house
But you're the cutest
You're the cutest around
And it makes me sick
That I even care
And when you're not looking at me I'm aware

And I know that you are only passing me by
And everybody wants a piece of your pretty pie
But I think that I could more than eat it tonight
What did you have in mind?

I think I got a crush
What the fuck?
And I hate it cause it don't mean much
I got a crush
I'm the mug
Because this ain't love
It's anything
Everything but but but but
But but but
But but ah
Ah ah ah
Aahaahaahaah
Aah aah aah aah



Credits
Writer(s): Carter Lang, Jared Solomon, William Brown, Conor Luke Dickinson, Lola Emily Mary Young
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