Pay your respects to a greater intellect. You're just a pawn. Does this confession turn you on?
I know your kind. You'd do me from behind. And when everybody stares their eyes will bare the sharpest glare.
[chorus] Everybody knows beneath your clothes. Staring at your toes is just a pose. Everybody good knows how hard you blow. Everybody knows.
Ohhh
You did me wrong. I grinned and played along. Those days are gone. Does this confession turn you on?
I'd see you stoned. Lawn chair to gilded throne. You cut your tiny ties and now you're dangling by a lie.
[chorus] Everybody knows beneath your clothes. Staring at your toes is just a pose. Everybody good knows how hard you blow. Everybody knows.
You think you're Jesus Christ. (x4) You're not my Jesus Christ. (x4)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
