| I’m walking in like Blondie
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| A human ball of laundry
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| No shower, just my perfume
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| My tights are grey, no costume
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| Don’t need to brush my hair out
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| Birds need a nest to hang out
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| Heels are a step from breaking
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| I’m so a-a-a-amazing
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| One leather glove, one satin
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| But I’m still good at snatchin'
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| Thrifting I found my glory
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| 'Cause I like wearing stories
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| Had you from the beginning
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| I’m playing dumb and winning
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| My nails are broken busted
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| But I’m still fucking dusted
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| I’m polish remover
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| I’m ratchet couture
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| I’m a goddamn mermaid
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| I don’t need to try
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| I don’t even care who gives a shit
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| 'Cause I look fucking cool!
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| Yah… Yah… Yah
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| 'Cause I look fucking cool!
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| Yah… Yah… Yah
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| I’m standing 7' 7″
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| With my hair up to heaven
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| Dirt poor but spirit wealthy
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| Dead battery from selfies
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| Skin on my knees is bleeding
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| Time for a psychic reading
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| Give Dionne Warwick a call
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| 'Cause pride comes before the fall
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| My hair’s never seen a brush
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| Smells like Jungle Juice and Rush
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| We got your pussy popping
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| And there’s no sign of stopping
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| Eat up these kibbles and bits
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| Take us to 10 billion hits
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| Unnatural disaster
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| We’re team Adore DelAska
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| All right, so I’ve never heard of a hair brush
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| So I’m like a coloring book, even a child could read me
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| Well, you know what, motherfucker?
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| I look fucking cool!
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| Yah… Yah… Yah
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| I look fucking cool!
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| Yah… Yah… Yah
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| 'Cause I look fucking cool!
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| 'Cause I look fucking cool!
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| Oh my God, Alaska, can you believe this shit?
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| I know, right, Adore Delano?
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| Our song is so good
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| I love it
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| 'Cause we look fucking cool!
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| Yah… Yah… Yah
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| 'Cause we look fucking cool!
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| Yah… Yah… Yah
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| 'Cause we look fucking cool!
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| Yah… Yah… Yah
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| 'Cause we look fucking cool!
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| Yah… Yah… Yah
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| 'Cause we look fucking cool!
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| 'Cause we look fucking cool! |