Alba s touto skladbou:
The Very Best Of Frank Sinatra,
Watsky,
Unreleased,
Re-defining Love,
It’s a song about girl the next door.
Love the girl next door.
The world’s next door.
They see her- everybody melts.
She’s the girl next door to everybody everybody else.
It’s a song is a song about the girl who sings.
And every time you hear her sing.
She sings for you.
And you alone.
And every other guy you know.
She loves you back.
She says she’s with it.
Loves you back.
But wait a minute.
All along she loved ya back.
Enough to put a dagger in it.
This is a song about girl the next door.
I love the girl next door.
Rhe world’s next door.
They see her- everyobody melts.
She’s the girl next door to everybody everybody else.
It’s like a fairy tale!
About little chickenhead.
Thought the sky was falling.
So she kicked it sick in bed.
I came calling (she pretended she was dead).
Feeling she was healing but the ceiling fell instead!
You feel stellar in your skeleton?
Tell a guy you fell for him then tell him he’s irrelevant?
It’s evident you think you’re helen of troy.
But you’re hell in a handbasket.
Hell of a coy little cruella de vil.
If it’s fitting you fill in.
Another filthy felony with every fella you thrill.
You’re cellophane.
But there’s a spell on us still.
A man goes window shopping.
And you sell him the sill.
You give an illness that isn’t a silly pill or some silvery penicillin.
Or pity gonna fulfill and so willing my pen is spilling i’m drilling. My point until.
The pen point’s dull.
The end point’s still.
In sight, i’m inside, i’m insisting.
Get wise and quit with lip synching.
In christ you entice the quick kissing.
Rise in a bathtub full of ice with a rib missing.
It’s been decided.
You can lie, but you can’t hide it behind your eyelids.
I provided rhymes and had to plan a hybrid.
With the man that led this band who might have liked you More than I did.
Ir maybe as much.
Cause baby that’s whatmake me want to laugh.
Just, breaks me right in half cause.
It really adds up.
Welling on this sad stuff
Cellibacy mad sucks.
When everybody tapped once.
Including a best friend.
Then one of my roommates.
You said it was just then.
But shit it was too late.
So what’s your group rate.
Cause we’ve waiting our turn.
To watch you eat your words.
And catch some heartburn.
[here!] is where you would have sung the verse.
[here!] is where you’d have to catch you breath.
[here!] is where you might forget the words.
[haha] that where you’d laugh to fill the rest.
[here!] is where you’d hit another high note.
[here!] is where you’d make it pretty, shit if I don’t.
[here!] is where we’d really try to be friends.
funny how the shallow girls end up off the deep end.
[first] i met your ass last year.
first day of class, you were mad sincere.
[then] you went and chose my friend for benefits.
[then] he did the same and said it was the end of it.
[then] funny thing, I got up on the TV.
[then] coincidentally you said you’d like to see me.
[then] you stood me up on just our second date.
out with mister music.
[then] you used him for a your serenade.
