of course, my love
they only talk about what they wanna talk about. Nobody'll ever get out there and even copy down the facts. Calm down, my love, calm the hell down, or else you'll regret it. An' don't you hate them, hun, they're normal. It's you, who isn't, that's your problema, girl. It's all you to shut off and turn down. The floor is yours.
Don't wanna be a show-stopper. Don't wanna be like the god-damned mustard yellow.
i simply don't like them and want them to know that...
but, yeah. Rules, morals, 'n stuff like that somehow gets on the way. Calm the hell down and cheer the hell up, girl. We'll make one more bitch just like them outta you yet.