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Wee, wee girl, don't stop this beat I'ma dance my shoes off through the whole fucking week I like you, you, you, and you You look pretty in that dress Do you wanna do what I do? It girl, I really wanna be your friend Let us talk and dance until the end Spin around and 'round [?] so pretty I'ma make them switch this tune, this is shitty It boy, I like you so much Come over here, I'll let you feel my touch Or we can go outside for a smoke And stay, and kiss if that is what you want Make up on my mind, these shoes is so far down Little red skirt and a blouse my mother found Make your way over here if you wanna learn the tricks One, two, three, four, five, six, fix Big, big shoes and a shirt that says "Feisty" He's always kinda moody but he likes it when they're flirty He likes to seem mysterious, but really he's just dumb Crowded at the toilet, I shake my makeup and my bum Letras de canciones And here we go again I'm feeling friendly Here comes the art school gang, and they're always planning Mix some shabby with some good old fashioned They don't say much, use their art to show compassion And what is that? His face is so bright He's walking over here, we matched on tinder right? I'm feeling lucky 'cause he looks kinda cute But then I freeze when I look down on his shoes, ew Make up on my mind, these shoes is so far down Little red skirt and a blouse my mother found Make your way over here if you wanna learn the tricks One, two, three, four, five, six, fix So here we go again, it's not so easy But I enjoy myself, I'm feeling breezy I spin around, around, around, around My shoes are high and my hair is falling down Low, I been thinking below I love you, hm, I don't love you no more I don't know, uh, you either have it or you don't Either way, I feel confused and alone From Letras Mania