Boooooooooo

This week I'll be posting only song lyrics. I'm busy. Get over it.

Baby Black – by The Freakin’ Hott

Hey sweet thing shake your ass on home
I’ll pat you on the head and say “My how you’ve grown”
I used to know you when you were oh so small
And now you’re bouncing like a pinball off my bedroom wall

I can take your picture to prove you exist
Put your name in lights and cross you off the list
A permanent exposure to flash up the dust
Boy I am so pretty, look away if you must

Doing time, doing time with you
Looking for a hole to fall down through
You can call me baby, I can call you lord
And maybe you can save me if you don’t get bored
Save me

Yeah, you’re coming on real strong
Fussin’ and a-cryin’ for oh so long
Scratching up the glass with your silver heels
Why don’t you dig me a new grave so I know how it feels

Be about where you been
Take a deep breath while you’re counting to ten
Fill me up till you’re ready to pop
And keep it going it baby till I tell you to stop

Doing time, doing time with you
Looking for a hole to fall down through
You can call me baby, I can call you lord
And maybe you can save me if you don’t get bored
Save me

If you dance like a man, boy, I’ll be your girl
Harp-smash baby-black brand new world

Doing time, doing time with you
Looking for a hole to fall down through
You can call me baby, I can call you lord
And maybe you can save me if you don’t get bored
Save me