Somebody once told me. The world is gonna roll me. I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed. She was looking kinda dumb. With her finger and her thumb. In shape of an "L" on her forehead.
I know she likes her magazines. And what they're wearing down in Hollywood. I know she wants green tea ice cream. And just for fun melting in the sun.
Who is the man, making the scene, flashing the green. Livin' it up and living up to his name,. Who wants some lovers gold, silver tone. Givin' it up is his claim to fame.
Somebody once told me. The world is gonna roll me. I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed. She was looking kinda dumb. With her finger and her thumb. In shape of an "L" on her forehead.