(She said)
"Why don't you kiss me in public,
to mark your territory"
Why don't you kiss me in public?
And smear your lipstick all on my cheek
Boo hoo won't cry for heartless cinema
Boo hoo don't cry for you and me
Boo hoo won't cry for heartless cinema
Oh titty baby
Get off that teet
I go no i got no
I've got no time for this heartless cinema
Yea i got no time for you and me
I've got no time for this heartless cinema
Oh titty baby get off that teet
And i laugh and i cry
Bo hoo hoo ha ha
And i laugh and i cry
Boo hoo hoo ha ha
I go no i got no x3
I've got no time for heartless cinema
But why wont you kiss me in public
to mark your territory’
Why don't you kiss me in public?
And smear your lipstick all on my cheek
Boo hoo won't cry for heartless cinema
Boo hoo don't cry for you and me
Boo hoo won't cry for heartless cinema
Oh titty baby
Get off that teet
And i laugh and i cry
Boo hoo hoo ha ha
And i laugh and i cry
Boo hoo hoo ha ha
I go no i got no x3
I've got no time for heartless cinema
What, would you rather have me on my knees?
Crawling towards you begging you please
Please
Get inside of me X4
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