Your Fuckin Kids
Woke up in the morning with my head in a mess
Fell outta your bed right into you, it's a fact
You're a piece of fucking art
And it breaks my brittle heart
Packed all my stuff, but left my necklace to see
If I can see you again maybe some time this week
You're too good to let go
It's even worse that you don't know
And my blood's pumping inside
I wanna make you mine
My instincts start to wake up
When you kiss me, my heart goes AH!
I'll wait
As long as I need to
I'll write
About the things that you do
I'll stay true
Though I'm not used to this
At this point I wanna have your fucking kids
Pretty blue-eyes kids with my dirty blonde
Your perfect jawline, perfect smile right on
Our sense of humor, handsome, tall and fit
At this point, I wanna have your fucking kids
I would cry, I would die for a try with you
Something I thought I'd never feel at 22
You ruin all my fuckin plans
But it's okay though if you stay
I think about it in the shower, all day at work
Then in your arms locked up out of breath, I'm concerned
Cause my mother raised me well
But here I am giving it up for uncommitting men
Shivers run down my spine
I want your hips on mine
My eyes begin to cross
Oh my God, he's literally the only guy that ever made me
I'll wait
As long as I need to
I'll write
About the things that you do
I'll stay true
Though I'm not used to this
At this point I wanna have your fucking kids
Pretty blue-eyes kids with my dirty blonde
Your perfect jawline, perfect smile right on
Our sense of humor, handsome, tall and fit
At this point, I wanna have your fucking kids
Out of all the things that we could possibly be
We're midnight driving to CVS for Plan B
I'll wait
As long as I need to
I'll write
About the things that you do
You drive
Me so crazy, yeah
At this point I wanna have your babies, yeah
I'll wait
And be your number one fan
I'll stay
And cut off all other men
I'll pray
That you won't hear this song
Or maybe I should send it to your mum?
Pretty blue-eyes kids with my dirty blonde
Your perfect jawline really turns me on
Your handsome face makes me lose my shit
At this point I wanna have your fucking kids
Yeah
I'm gonna do something weird every time at the end
Fell outta your bed right into you, it's a fact
You're a piece of fucking art
And it breaks my brittle heart
Packed all my stuff, but left my necklace to see
If I can see you again maybe some time this week
You're too good to let go
It's even worse that you don't know
And my blood's pumping inside
I wanna make you mine
My instincts start to wake up
When you kiss me, my heart goes AH!
I'll wait
As long as I need to
I'll write
About the things that you do
I'll stay true
Though I'm not used to this
At this point I wanna have your fucking kids
Pretty blue-eyes kids with my dirty blonde
Your perfect jawline, perfect smile right on
Our sense of humor, handsome, tall and fit
At this point, I wanna have your fucking kids
I would cry, I would die for a try with you
Something I thought I'd never feel at 22
You ruin all my fuckin plans
But it's okay though if you stay
I think about it in the shower, all day at work
Then in your arms locked up out of breath, I'm concerned
Cause my mother raised me well
But here I am giving it up for uncommitting men
Shivers run down my spine
I want your hips on mine
My eyes begin to cross
Oh my God, he's literally the only guy that ever made me
I'll wait
As long as I need to
I'll write
About the things that you do
I'll stay true
Though I'm not used to this
At this point I wanna have your fucking kids
Pretty blue-eyes kids with my dirty blonde
Your perfect jawline, perfect smile right on
Our sense of humor, handsome, tall and fit
At this point, I wanna have your fucking kids
Out of all the things that we could possibly be
We're midnight driving to CVS for Plan B
I'll wait
As long as I need to
I'll write
About the things that you do
You drive
Me so crazy, yeah
At this point I wanna have your babies, yeah
I'll wait
And be your number one fan
I'll stay
And cut off all other men
I'll pray
That you won't hear this song
Or maybe I should send it to your mum?
Pretty blue-eyes kids with my dirty blonde
Your perfect jawline really turns me on
Your handsome face makes me lose my shit
At this point I wanna have your fucking kids
Yeah
I'm gonna do something weird every time at the end
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