Three Small Words

I'm a punk rock prom queen
Brown paper magazine
Hotter than you've ever seen
And everywhere and in between

I'm a ten-ticket thrill ride
Don't you wanna come inside?
A five-star triple-threat
Hardest of the hard to get
No one's little red Corvette
Ain't seen nothing like me yet

Six whole hours
And five long days
For all your lies to come undone
And those three small words
Were way too late
Can't you see that I'm the one?

I'm your late-night head rush
Ace-high royal flush
Red velvet orange crush
For you just don't impress me much

A glossy double-cover spread
Opened up inside your head
Black cherry paradise
Half the sugar twice the spice
I don't wanna treat you nice
Come on baby, roll the dice!

Six whole hours
And five long days
For all your lies to come undone
And those three small words
Were way too late
Can't you see that I'm the one?

It took six whole hours
And five long days
For all your lies to come undone
And those three small words
Were way too late
For you to see that I'm the one

It took six whole hours
And five long days
For all your lies to come undone
And those three small words
Were way too late
Can't you see that I'm the one?



Credits
Writer(s): David Gibbs, Deborah Kaplan, Harry Elfont
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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