I watch her put her high heels on
She's goin' out
Snort a fat line she's gone
And I'm in doubt

Of whether she's a come back home In this town
Hollywood will eat your soul
Then spit you out like
I watch her fuck me in the mirror
We acting up

Feel my heart in my chest
Can you hear it pump?
Pouty lips bright red cheeks, I'm lust drunk
Love to hear my baby breathe
It keeps me up like
You've got all my time to kill
And I know it's just a sugar pill

But it make me feel good
And I'm not much for talking
Rather keep it to the point
And there's not a lot of plank to be walking
So 'I'ma keep it to the point