1. |
Doodle
02:55
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Who wrote this song?
Was it a rich man?
I’m pretty sure
He can’t like I can
Gold pencil lead
Platinum eraser
Bow down and pray
I’m the creator
They ask me how I do it
Babe, there’s nothing to it
I just
Doodle, doodle, doodle
Doodle, doodle, doodle, I
Doodle, doodle, doodle
Make it up as I go and
Doodle, doodle, doodle
Doodle, doodle, doodle, I
Doodle, doodle, doodle
Make it up as I go and
There’s no such thing
As bad ideas
Go ‘head and make
Your Mona Lisa
What’s on your mind?
‘Cause can use it
Ain’t no AI
Artist exclusive
That’s just how I do it
Babe, ain’t nothing to it
I just
Doodle, doodle, doodle
Doodle, doodle, doodle, I
Doodle, doodle, doodle
Make it up as I go and
Doodle, doodle, doodle
Doodle, doodle, doodle, I
Doodle, doodle, doodle
Make it up as I go, what
Sit down, pay attention in class
I’m pulling hit songs straight-up out of my ass
So take notes, watch a pro at the top of her class
My pen sharp and it don’t fall flat, it’s like that
(What’s my name?)
A-W-K-W-A-R-D
Asked if I’m trying too hard, I said “hardly”
Comin’ up on ‘em fast like a Harley
Internet-famous like my name’s iCarly
I’m the one who’s gonna change the times
I’m the one you wanna plagiarize
Everything I do, I make it mine
Make it mine
Like when you ain’t looking, I might take your wife
Nah I’m kidding, but I
Really sketch it out, and then I flesh it out
I open up my mouth and then I let it out
Gimme a pen, gimme a page, gimme a studio
Gimme the beat, I’m about to make that booty go
Doodle, doodle, doodle
Doodle, doodle, doodle, I
Doodle, doodle, doodle
Make it up as I go and
Doodle, doodle, doodle
Doodle, doodle, doodle, I
Doodle, doodle, doodle
Make it up as I go, what?
Da da da da da da da
Ba da da da dadn da
Ba da da da dadn da
Da da da da da da da
Ba da da da dadn da
Ba da da da dadn da
Doodle
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2. |
Princess
02:44
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How does it feel to be living my dream?
Right in the place I was hoping I’d be
I could literally scream
How does it feel to be working it, queen?
I never had a shot at royalty
All I ever really wanted was to be a pretty girl
Making everybody love me in the whole entire world
I try too hard, I must confess
But everybody wants to be the princess
How does it feel to be wearing that crown?
Shy and demure, never making a sound
Never could get it down
A people pleaser for the sake of the crown
But they told me I was far too loud
Too loud
All I ever really wanted was to be a pretty girl
Making everybody love me in the whole entire world
I try too hard, I must confess
But everybody wants to be the princess
All I ever really wanted was to play the ingenue
If I shut my mouth forever, maybe they’d allow me to
To hope for more, I must do less
‘Cause everybody wants to be the princess
How does it feel, how does it feel
(Vocal stims)
How does it feel, how does it feel
How does it feel
How does it feel, how does it feel
(Vocal stims)
How does it feel, how does it feel
How does it feel
Each night I talk to the mirror on the wall
‘Cause my life just ain’t the fairest, not the fairest of them all
Each night I talk to the mirror on the wall
‘Cause my life just ain’t the fairest, not the fairest of them all
All I ever really wanted was to be a pretty girl
Making everybody love me in the whole entire world
I try too hard, I must confess
But everybody wants to be the princess
Whoa, yeah
Ooh
Everybody wants to be the princess
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3. |
You've Got Everything
03:16
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You
You got everything
You got everything I want
I always wanted
Hey!
You
You got everything
You got everything I want
Always wanted
Miss perfect over there
Black Hole Sun eyes, make you stop and stare
And her clothes are always perfect, and her room is clean
You can't hate her 'cause she's greater than you ever seen, yeah
Straight up, she was top of her class
Not a doubt in my mind she could kick my ass
She's like The Girl From Ipanema when she walks on by
I can't get her off my mind and I'm not sure why (Y-O-U)
You got everything
You got everything I want
Always wanted
You
You got everything
You got everything I want
Always wanted
Nice things from the expensive store
Do I want what she got, or do I want more?
There's a bracelet round her hand from her lovin' man
They've been together for forever
And I don't know why that bothers me
She has got the personality
The girl I want, the girl I wanna be
Bow down to the queen
I don't know what I mean!
G-d I'm so confused...
I said you
You got everything
You got everything I want
Always wanted
You
You got everything
You got everything I want
Always wanted
She's got the world, the world on a string
Wrapped around her finger like a diamond ring
I said I'm alright, I'm okay
I swear I'm not jealous but I might be gay
Hey you!
You got everything
You got everything I want
Always wanted
You
You got everything
You got everything I want
Always wanted
She's got the world, the world on a string
Wrapped around her finger like a diamond ring
I said I'm alright, I'm okay
I swear I'm not jealous but I might be, might be
Ba ba ba-da bap bah
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4. |
Matter Of Time
03:52
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It’s only a matter of time
‘Til you realize how I am
I’ll count down the days in my mind
For the day you stop giving a damn
Tick-tock, the timer will stop
See you slipping from my hands
You’ll yawn and I’ll know it’s coming
I’m the kind of girl who gets them all running
You’re here, you’re still here
You’re here, yeah
You’re not what I’m used to
But I could get used to, used to you
You’re here, you’re still here
You’re here, yeah
You’re not what I’m used to
Am I gonna lose you
Is it a matter of
Time, time
Oh
Is it a matter of
Time, time
Oh
Is it a matter of…
Time
I’ve learned again and again
I’ve got a pretty one-night face
Not enough for falling in love
But everybody wants a taste
I’m into you
Your eyes glow electric-blue, and
Every word you say has meaning
That’s the way I know that maybe I’m not dreaming
You’re here, you’re still here
You’re here, yeah
You’re not what I’m used to
But I could get used to, used to you
You’re here, you’re still here
You’re here, yeah
You’re not what I’m used to
Am I gonna lose you
Is it a matter of
Time, time
Oh
Is it a matter of
Time, time
Oh
Is it a matter of
You’re here, you’re still here
You’re here, yeah
You’re not what I’m used to
But I could get used to, used to you
You’re here, you’re still here
You’re here, yeah
You’re not what I’m used to
Am I gonna lose you
Is it a matter of
Time, time
Oh
Is it a matter of
Time, time
Oh
Is it a matter of
Time
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5. |
CRINGE!
02:17
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That girl is cringe
She’s a quirky duck
Not a single ounce of swagger
And she don’t give a fuck
She does it wrong, does it wrong
But she looks so right
And she’s the hottest little freak
At your party tonight
She said
“Turn down the music, honey, why’s it so loud?”
The heads turn while she’s having fun escaping the crowd
She’s wearing neon yellow pants, and they’re comfy as shit
Sipping a virgin margarita, but it’s just for the bit
That girl is cringe
Cringe
Look at me and cringe
I fucking dare you bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bit-bit-bit-bit-bit-bitch
CRINGE!
Bit-bit-bit-bit-bit-bitch bitch
Bitch
Bit-bit-bit-bit-bit-bitch
CRINGE!
I’m on the wall, yes I’m in the corner
I’m looking too darn hot like Cole Porter
I am the oil, they are the water
Don’t interact, you’ll make your life harder
Breathe in, full beat
I need a break, I might take a seat
When I pull up to the club, I be scared as hell
And I don’t know what I’m doing but I do it well
Bitch
I wanna be here but I also don’t
You wanna help me but I bet you won’t
Everything I say I feel instant regret
Best you’re gonna get is
Cringe
Cringe
Look at me and cringe
I fucking dare you bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bit-bit-bit-bit-bit-bitch
CRINGE!
Bit-bit-bit-bit-bit-bitch bitch
Bitch
Bit-bit-bit-bit-bit-bitch
CRINGE!
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
CRINGE!
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bit-bit-bit-bit-bit-bitch
Look at me and cringe
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