Some girls are all about it Some girls they love to let it fly Some girls can't live without it Some girls are born to make you cry About the girls of summer (What do you know, what everybody's talking about) When winter hush turns summer pink In half

Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called fucking Lay you on your back, got your legs in the air like a peace sign Lay you on your back, got your legs wide open like a peace sign We can make it nasty, shave your head like Cassie I

Can you make it dip, make it dip, make it dip Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip? Here, baby, take a sip, take a sip Take a sip, take a sip, lick your lips, lick your lips Yeah, baby, I just wanna see you dip, see you dip, make it dip

I know I ain't perfect, but look I'm working I could make a melody like, "yeah, yeah" We just turning up, what you really want? They tryna tell us that we can't go back there Don't tell me you love me, show me the money Where I'm from, love can go bad,

I don't need, I don't need it anyway If I can't pack it in a suitcase Oh, and make our escape I don't want it if I can't pack it in a suitcase So let's get away I'm feeling rich off your million dollar kiss If I can't fit it in a suitcase If I can't take

I hope that I can turn back the time To make it all alright, all alright for us I'll promise to build a new world for us two With you in the middle Staring at two different views on your window ledge Coffee is going cold, it's like time froze There you

In this burning house I've been sleepwalking Trying to take what's lost and broke And make it right Too close to the fire But it's the only place that I can hold you tight Love isn't all that it seems I did you wrong I'll stay here with you

Sometimes I think Good as we are at gettin' it on How come we just can't get along? The way we love, it don't seem right The way we fuss, the way we fight I got a crazy idea, how 'bout maybe tonight We make up without a fight There's a tangled mess of

(Aquarius, Aquarius, Aquarius) Simmer down, know you’re angry I can make, make it okay I can tell, I'ma be your baby Feel your stress melting away somehow These hoes you know won't hold you down Getting so hard to see the lights Lights, lights low, low,

There were times we had it all I can't explain it away, it doesn't make any sense To know what it's like, I guess you gotta go through it I guess you gotta go through it, I guess you gotta go through it It doesn't matter, baby Loving you's a dirty job