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pocket knife
Maya J'an
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he called and said to be ready at eight
he calls me miss fucking america
Ha ha ha
i'll take my throne upon his face
but i am
nobody's daughter
stealing to barter
bad to the bone,
won't come when u call
and my arms are too short
to box with the lord
now i'm feeling things i ain't felt before
i sleep on top of a pocket knife (a huh huh)
he got me dreaming there is more to life
what in the fresh sam hell is this
some sort of peace
some kind of bliss
ahhh ahh ahh
scenic drive
to meet the father of bride
those are his words not mine (ha ha ha)
first diamond i ain't had to hide
ooo im
nobody's daughter
stealing to barter
bad to the bone,
won'tcome when u call
and my arms
are too short
to box with you lord
but why'd u send a man that i adore
i sleep on top of a pocket knife (a huh huh)
he got me dreaming there is more to life
what in the fresh sam hell is this
some sort of peace
some kind of bliss
ahhh ahh ahh
i sleep on top of a pocket knife (a huh huh)
he got me dreaming there is more to life
what in the fresh sam hell is this
some sort of peace
some kind of bliss
ahhh ahh ahh