Girl You Got It - King George

When you believe in a feeling, And it's holding you back from my love, Then you've got it bad girl, you've got it bad girl When you insist on excluding The tenderness that's in my kiss, Then you've got it bad girl, you've got it bad girl If you try to display an emotion, That will contradict itself, You will find your heart just sitting Like a statue on a shelf, on a shelf, on a shelf Should you depend on an outlet, Through which an escape can be found, Then you've got it bad girl, you've got it bad girl If you don't see there's no way out, Just no way of getting around me, Then you've got it bad girl, you've got it bad girl Yes, you know the plans I am making, Are intended to capture you, So you practice false reactions, To delay the things I do, the things I do, Things I do, foolish you You've got it bad girl, you've got it bad There's no reward in detouring My deep sincerity. Especially since what you're feeling, Is perfectly clear to me, clear to me, clear to me Before you discover the feeling, You've tried very hard to hide, You've got it bad girl, you've got it bad girl But when you can find just a small space, To let my love live in your mind, Then you'll have it good girl, you'll Have it good girl

Ghostess - You got me hypnotized Hey baby what're you doing to me I don't know what it is But it's setting me free Hey baby feel it deep in my bones I don't know what it is But it feels like home Your love is a potion I've been drinking you in Goes down like moonshine No beginning no end Your love is bewitching I'm caught up in your games One look in your eyes got me hypnotized Hey baby put me under your spell I don't know what it is Got nobody to tell Hey baby i'm in deep with no cure I don't know what it is But i'm begging for more Your love is a potion I've been drinking you in Goes down like moonshine No beginning no end Your love is bewitching I'm caught up in your games One look in your eyes got me hypnotized 2x Hey baby Hey baby Got me hypnotized

Oh, it's music to my ears Oh man, how can I describe, the way I feel Fuckin' great man Ok, let me see How could I begin [Verse 1:] Locked in mariahs wine cellar all I had for lunch, Was red wine more red wine and some captain crunch, Red wine for breakfast and for brunch, And to soak it up and in between snack, crack ers to munch Mariah what ever happened to us Why did we have to break up All I asked for was a glass of punch Ya see I never really asked for much I can't imagine what's Going through your mind after such A nasty break up with that latin hunk Luis migul Nick cannon better back the fuck up I'm not playin I want her back ya punk This is hello kitty bed spread satin funk Mixed with egyptian with a little rap and punk Zapp and eric clapton Shaft, prince, abba, crunk Ya baby I want another crack at ya You can beat me with any spatula that you want Man I really want you bad you cunt Nick you had your fun I've come to kick you in your sack of junk Man I could use a fresh batch of blood So prepare your vernacular for dracula acupuncture [Hook:] Bagpipes from baghdad When will it ever cease For pete sakes he crazy to say the least Bagpipes from baghdad What's going through my mind Half time when I rhyme While blowing on my Bagpipes from baghdad Somebody turn the vacancy sign on Cause I'm gone Blowing on my Bagpipes from baghdad I run the streets and act like a mad man holding a glad... [Verse 2:] You could be a permanent fixture In my lyrical mixture I'm the miracle whip trickster My signature sound When a tube of lipsticks around I'm bound to put it on in an instant Wow man what an ensemble What an assortment of pharma- Ceuticals this beautiful pill does to my palm and Cuticles get residue just from touching the bottle Never knew I could remind me so much of my momma I'll cut you like dahmer Pull a butcher knife on ya The size of a sword boy I'm like the fucking red sonja Get it stuck in ya cornea Nice knowing ya norman Your so fucking annoying Drop the shovel boy You don't know what the fuck your doing I ain't playing no fucking more Nick cannon you prick I wish you luck with the fuckin whore Every minute there's a sucker born Snuck up on malachai Made the motherfucker suck on shuck of corn Chaka chaka khan chaka khan Hit jason in the face with a hockey puck and Told him it's fuckin on Now what the fuck are you doing Your running over the snow blower with the lawn mower blowing your bagpipes from baghdad Bagpipes from baghdad When will it ever cease For pete sakes he crazy to say the least Bagpipes from baghdad What's going through my mind Half time when I rhyme While blowing on my Bagpipes from baghdad Somebody turn the vacancy sign on Cause I'm gone Blowing on my Bagpipes from baghdad I run the streets and act like a mad man holding a glad bag... In a bed with two brain dead lesbian vegetables I bet you they'll become heterosexual Nothing will stop me from molesting you Titty-fucking you 'till your breast nipples flesh tickle my testicles It's what they said to the two conjoined twins How's it going, girlfriends, you need a boyfriend? You need some ointment? just set up an appointment Who's gonna see the doctor first? We'll do a coin flip I've just got my one year sobriety chip When the bad get going how bad is it gonna get Baby you shouldn't have any trouble rubbing groins with each other Especially when they're joined at the hip I'm going to get a needle thread sewing kit In attempt to separate the [? ] back at the loin, shit [? ] Lure the little boy with the chocolate chips Ahoy! Cookie, lookie, even took me a polaroid