Girl Cabinet

Just come here, I guess
Blanket wrapped around my neck
Cash filled shoes hold me down
I would rather be in the ground

Fine, let's go, I'm tired of trying to show you
I'm psycho about you, not trying to show you
La, la, la
(La, la, la)
La, la, la
(La, la, la)
Fresh carpet tell secrets, but not that I want you
Saw science in your garden, in your house, you love it



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Ronald Novelli, Michael Todd Berland
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