That's why we call each other We're so good under covers 'Cause we love how the fire feels No strings, 'cause it isn't real And you love the way I love the way you kiss And we never wanna hold it on It's just the right shade of wrong In the middle of the

That's why I'm Get up and get yours nigga O, O, O, O, O I think this I'd like to reintroduce myself, ha ha

Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high ‘Cause you never know when you're gonna go We just some motherfuckin' KIDS Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we sip scotch Like Sinatra, screamin', "Motherfuck the cops" It's that Young

And it's undivided I don't party on Friday night I don't party on Saturday no more What goes on in my life, what goes on in my mind (She understands me) They said you should take time, that's why I'm giving her mine Woah, woah, woah I ain't hit the club,

She didn't make it this far by just shakin' hands She'll shake her money maker twice as hard as anyone can Far too pretty to be giving it cheap That's why she's making six figures working three days a week Ya she'd even break a promise in the promised

I'm too misty, and too much in love. You can say that you're leading me on, But it's just what I want you to do, Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost, That's why I'm following you. On my own, would I wander through this wonderland alone, Never

Miss independent That's why I love her She got her own thing Yeah, yeah yeah Won't you come and spend a little time Oh, the way she shine Yeah, yeah yeah yeah Is something about her Oh is something about

That's why the lady is a tramp Life without care She gets too hungry for dinner at eight She likes the theatre and never comes late She never bothers with people she'd hate Doesn't like crap games with barons or earls Won't go to Harlem in ermine and

But all my exes live in Texas All my exes live in Texas And that's why I hang my hat in Tennessee And Texas is the place I'd dearly love to be And Texas is a place I'd dearly love to be Rosanna's down in Texarkana Wanted me to push her broom Sweet

I won't dance I won't dance, don't ask me When you dance, you're charming and you're gentle Especially when we do the Continental And that's why I won't dance, why should I? I won't dance, how could I? I won't dance, merci beaucoup I won't dance, Madame,