Unhappy hours
Another high-heeled flower's
Tumbling down the stairs
My man don't care
As long as she's not aware
And I'm not crazy about this kind of love
He wants her screamin'
Yeah
(?) creamin'
Till her blowout's a mess
He wants to rip her favorite dress
And I'm not crazy about this kind of love
He's got his target pegged
Tinder's Romeo
Looking for unconscious Juliet
Who even needs consent
When the cops are lost snorting
Off the bar toilets
And they all say
She was asking for it
Crawling through the meat markets
In some slutty outfit
On a Saturday night when the ground feels frozen in time
And I'm not crazy about this kind of love
Unhappy hours
Another high-heeled flower's
Tumbling down the stairs
Shilpa Ray - Manhattanoid Creepazoids Lyrics
Shilpa Ray - Manhattanoid Creepazoids Lyrics
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Unhappy hours
Another high-heeled flower's
Tumbling down the stairs
My man don't care
As long as she's not aware
And I'm not crazy about this kind of love
He wants her screamin'
Yeah
(?) creamin'
Till her blowout's a mess
He wants to rip her favorite dress
And I'm not crazy about this kind of love
He's got his target pegged
Tinder's Romeo
Looking for unconscious Juliet
Who even needs consent
When the cops are lost snorting
Off the bar toilets
And they all say
She was asking for it
Crawling through the meat markets
In some slutty outfit
On a Saturday night when the ground feels frozen in time
And I'm not crazy about this kind of love
Unhappy hours
Another high-heeled flower's
Tumbling down the stairs
Another high-heeled flower's
Tumbling down the stairs
My man don't care
As long as she's not aware
And I'm not crazy about this kind of love
He wants her screamin'
Yeah
(?) creamin'
Till her blowout's a mess
He wants to rip her favorite dress
And I'm not crazy about this kind of love
He's got his target pegged
Tinder's Romeo
Looking for unconscious Juliet
Who even needs consent
When the cops are lost snorting
Off the bar toilets
And they all say
She was asking for it
Crawling through the meat markets
In some slutty outfit
On a Saturday night when the ground feels frozen in time
And I'm not crazy about this kind of love
Unhappy hours
Another high-heeled flower's
Tumbling down the stairs
Writer: Shilpa Ray
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network