In the front of the line, now I'm back at home
I wanna live my life in a bathtub
Roll a dirty dice, and you're paying blood
Stole a maxi pad, cause I abandoned love
It reminds me of salty candy
 [bad word] shanties
Sailboats grinding
Up against your back

I don't need no sentimental
 [bad word] stencil
Feelings rising
Opposites attract

She made me feel so small
I had no say at all
She looked so cute they say
But I don't know her that way

Heaven hold me back, got twenty lives
Got my Jesus jammies, need some exercise
Take a walk at night, passed the dating bar
I wanna live my life, like a trackstar

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Na, na na na na na - na, na na na na na
Na, na na na na na - na, na na na na na