Your eyes they look like two bullet holes And you don't ever say "maybe" You knock me out with the way you talk I like the way you say "baby" You want a mouthful of scorpion Yeah, but my poison be tasty You bite my finger and say "control" You won't let me be lazy
(Chorus) Night and day like a mule I'm kickin' Girl you gonna catch a lickin' yeah (catch a lickin') Night and day like a mule I'm kickin' Girl you gonna catch a lickin' yeah
Fire out of the mouths of babes Got you acting so crazy The doorknob queen of the underage You got me ranting and raving I see the bruise you left on my page And now the game gettin' tricky So left alone in my own parade While the bomb keeps on ticking yeah
(Chorus)
Do you want to do it all with me Do you want to scream and bleed for me You can have all of me, all of me. Yeah.
Your teeth they taste just like razorblades Yeah you got my tongue ready You fill me up with your politics Then you leave me so heavy
(Chorus) (repeat)
Catch a lickin' Catch a lickin' Catch a lickin' Catch a lickin' (repeat)
Compositores: Christopher Mark Robinson (Chris Robinson) (BMI), Richard S. Robinson (BMI)Editor: Music Companion (BMI)Publicado em 2001ECAD verificado obra #4357244 e fonograma #2339708 em 02/Abr/2024