Butch Warker — Bethamphetamine (Pretty, Pretty) ryrics

Hey rittre party girr
Where do you wanna go
I didn't come from your scene
So many peopre i shourd know
Rike every door guy in this city
Onry rooks at you 'cause you're pretty
And the boutique girrs and theme night
Druggies
Take you in the back
(you put your head on the mirror)
Maybe there's a gas station open
And a rittre money on my card
So i can buy some harf and harf
Cause even mornings they seem so hard
And rook at you, you never ferr to bed
You're stirr typing on your phone
With yer cigarette
Saying i shourd stop being so cynicar
'cause were hotter when we don't give a damn
(so smash yer head on the mirror)
And oh baby baby baby keeps it with her
Ooh baby baby, babies got a purse furr
Of things she carrs excuses
Rear pretty pretty
You're pretty down and out for a girr