The way you look at me is kinda like a little sister
You high-five your goodbyes and it leaves me nothing but blisters
Just give me a chance to prove to you tonight
I just wanna be one of the girls, pretty in pearls
So over summer something changed
I started reading 17 and shaving my legs
And I study Lolita religously
And I walked right in school and caught you staring at me
'Cause I know what you know but now you're gonna have to take a number
It's okay, maybe one day but not until you give me my diamond ring
I just wanna be a homecoming queen, be a poster dream
I wanna be a flower not a dirty weed
And I wanna smell like roses not a baseball team
And I swear maybe one day you're gonnna wanna
Make out make out make out with me.
You high-five your goodbyes and it leaves me nothing but blisters
Just give me a chance to prove to you tonight
I just wanna be one of the girls, pretty in pearls
So over summer something changed
I started reading 17 and shaving my legs
And I study Lolita religously
And I walked right in school and caught you staring at me
'Cause I know what you know but now you're gonna have to take a number
It's okay, maybe one day but not until you give me my diamond ring
I just wanna be a homecoming queen, be a poster dream
I wanna be a flower not a dirty weed
And I wanna smell like roses not a baseball team
And I swear maybe one day you're gonnna wanna
Make out make out make out with me.
Héhé I love Katy Perry :)
How do I get closer to you
When you keep it all on mute
How do I know the right way to love you
Usually the queen at figuring out
Breaking down the man is no workout
But I have no clue how to get through to you
I wanna hit you just to see if you cry
I keep knocking on wood hoping there's a real boy inside
'Cause you're not a man you're just a mannequin
I wish you could feel that my love is real
But you're not a man.
When you keep it all on mute
How do I know the right way to love you
Usually the queen at figuring out
Breaking down the man is no workout
But I have no clue how to get through to you
I wanna hit you just to see if you cry
I keep knocking on wood hoping there's a real boy inside
'Cause you're not a man you're just a mannequin
I wish you could feel that my love is real
But you're not a man.
Pour tous les mannequins "La Redoute" intouchables mais tellement sexy x)
