And I don't know how it gets better than this You take my hand and drag me head first And I don't know why but with you I'd dance In a storm in my best dress There's somethin' bout the way The street looks when it's just rained There's a glow off the

Baby you can call me Baba I was, down But I'm really lit right now A couple drinks in your head You're calling me daddy instead Mommy how that dress fit tight Is it heaven between your thighs She wanna know what's my name

How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Just like a rolling stone? A complete unknown Like a complete unknown Once upon a time you dressed so fine You threw the bums a dime in your prime, Didn't you?

They've said enough It's my turn, let's get loud I'll show you what girl is 'Cause all of me is perfect Who cares about the dress size It's all about what's inside I'll stand up now And won't back down We're breaking through the surface

F&N (F&N), F&N (F&N) F&N (F&), F&N (F&N) Fuck around, parked the 'Vette and didn't even get back in it ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob Redbone bitch, yeah, like Hi-Tech, yeah How do I dress? Yeah, like my flesh, yeah Soon as I roll up, put my doors up Go'n head,

'Cause I can see 20/20 You just can't disguise Oooh, the fire in your eyes 20/20 There's no way to hide From my sweet love tonight You dress so formal like you don't even know Whatcha got underneath it Your straight-laced morals are just for show 'Cause

'Cause now I own you. Hey, ce la vie. Remember me? I made you, dressed And trained you. Hey, it's bitter sweet. You can't kill me with kindness, I don't buy it. Strip down, show me flesh and bone. (Strip Down.)

Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess Rebel Rebel, how could they know? Hot tramp, I love you so! Hey babe, your hair's alright You like me, and I like it all We like dancing and we look

Let me put on a show Put me onto your black motorcycle Fifties baby doll dress for my 'I do" It only takes two hours to Nevada I wear your sparkle You call me your mama Let me put on a show for you daddy Yayo, yes you, yayo Let me put on a show for you

Saw Cinderella in a party dress but She was looking for a night gown I saw the devil warping up his hands He's getting ready for the show down And were the dreams roll high Out here the good girls die Out here the bell don't ring Dustland fairytale