Call Before Ya Dig - Peterson Farm Bros

I got needs like every other woman(woman, woman) But that don't me I can't take care of myself (of myself, of myself) When I'm lonely may want your attention (attention) But in the morning I might want something else (something else) Got me saying rom-didi-didi-dum-dum Lose control, everybody want some Make me say rom-didi-didi-dum-dum Oh no, oh no Singing on rom-didi-didi-dum-dum I decide when I really want some So I go rom-didi-didi-dum-dum When I want, when I want Ooh na na Ooh na na yeah I only call ya Ooh na na Ooh na na yeah When I want, when I want Ooh na na Ooh na na yeah Don't get it twisted I am not your misses I only call ya when I'm bored I only call ya when I'm bored I only call ya when I'm bored On the weekend if my girls are busy I might send you away right to your phone Oh, when the DMs look a lil empty (empty, empty) Come throw but don't make yourself at home Got me saying rom-didi-didi-dum-dum Lose control, everybody want some Make me say rom-didi-didi-dum-dum Oh no, oh no Singing on rom-didi-didi-dum-dum I decide when I really want some So I go rom-didi-didi-dum-dum When I want, when I want Ooh na na Ooh na na yeah I only call ya Ooh na na Ooh na na yeah When I want, when I want Ooh na na Ooh na na yeah Don't get it twisted I am not your misses I only call ya when I'm bored I only call ya when I'm bored I only call ya when I'm bored Ooh na na Ooh na na yeah I only call ya Ooh na na Ooh na na yeah When I want, when I want Ooh na na Ooh na na yeah Don't get it twisted I am not your misses I only call ya when I'm bored (Ooh na na yeah)

Hate a lot of things But I love a few things And you are one of them Hard to believe After all of these years But you are one of them Walk down the street, I'm thinking "Everybody move along" I've got a sad-hearted needing To belong Nevertheless It's all the mess you made But I can't let it go Walk down the street, I'm thinking "Look at all the ants in the farm" I've got a sad-hearted feeling To harm Hate a lot of things But I love a few things And you are one of them

I need you 죄악의 단어, 위선의 가면 넘쳐흐르는 무도회장 터지는 champagne, 포도주와 빵 배부른 돼지들의 춤 It might be pretty, it might be beautiful It might be grand This might be right, this might be justice But I 죽어라 불러라 거짓말의 노래를 죽어라 따라 춰 악마들의 춤사위 성대한 잔치의 중심 커다란 단두대 아래 굴러다니는 목은 누구의 것? Welcome, well done Shameless friends of mine 다음은 누구일까? Hang my pretty head in your room Where is love? Where is my sympathy? 우린 무엇을 잃었나? Is it a farm? Is it society? Am I a tiger or a gazelle? It might be pretty, it might be beautiful It might be grand This might be right, this might be justice But I 죽어라 불러라 거짓말의 노래를 죽어라 따라 춰 악마들의 춤사위 성대한 잔치의 중심 커다란 단두대 아래 굴러다니는 목은 누구의 것?