I can't help the way I want I was born on a Friday Need new air in my lungs Lovin' me a good sideways
My disciples are only happy when I'm leading Saying "it's too late to be a crooner" I'm okay with Being a late bloomer
Mama, I'm going sideways [oh whoa] Mama, I'm going sideways [oh whoa] Do you feel like you want to feel? [hey yeah yea]
Smiling, dancing, make believing I was happy But the prettier the picture, the bored-er the bitch is It was a Sunday or someday or a something And I was getting ready, dressed up for nothing Ain't got nothing on my agenda Still no time to call my Mama, mama, mama...
Mama, I'm going sideways [oh whoa] Mama, I'm going sideways [oh whoa] Do you feel like you want to feel? [hey yeah yea]
It was a Tuesday and I was the Lizard Queen Had on my cheap jeans and I was dreaming Heavy, wholeheartedly About the things I want to be And all the things I wasn't -- I knew I'd need a budget Got me a job and planned real good But all the planning didn't go as it should I was distracted by the people walking faster than me
I'm going sideways [oh whoa] I'm going sideways [oh whoa] Do you feel like you want to feel? [hey yeah yea] Like you want to feel? [hey yeah yea] Like you need to feel? [hey yeah yea]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
