Thank you!
Ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah, ah!
Well, she's not bleeding
On the ballroom floor just for the attention
'Cause that's just ridiculously odd
She sure is gonna get it
Here's the setting: fashion magazines line the walls
Now, the walls line the bullet holes
You sure, you sure
Have some composure, and where is your posture? (Oh, no, no!)
You're pulling the trigger, pulling the trigger (All wrong)
Have some composure, and where is your posture? (Oh, no, no!)
You're pulling the triggеr, pulling the trigger (All wrong)
Give mе envy, give me malice, give me your attention
(Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break!)
When I say, "Shotgun," you say, "Wedding"
Shotgun! (Wedding!) Shotgun! (Wedding!)
She didn't choose this role
But she'll play it and make it sincere so
You cry, you cry
But they believe it from the tears and the teeth
Right down to the blood at her feet
Boys will be boys, hiding in estrogen
And wearing Aubergine Dreams (Baby give me a break)
Have some composure, and where is your posture? (Oh, no, no!)
You're pulling the trigger, pulling the trigger (All wrong)
Have some composure, and where is your posture? (Oh, no, no!)
You're pulling the trigger, pulling the trigger (All wrong)
Come on, this is screaming "photo op," (Op) op
Come on, come on
This is screaming, (This is screaming) this is screaming "photo op"
Boys will be boys, baby, boys will be boys
Boys will be boys, baby (Boys will be boys)
Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attention
(Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break!)
When I say, "Shotgun," you say, "Wedding"
Shotgun! (Wedding!) Shotgun! (Wedding!)
Boys will be boys, hiding in estrogen
And boys will be boys
Boys will be boys, hiding in estrogen
And wearing Aubergine Dreams
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