Off the record I know you can't stand me
I find it cute, I find it kinda funny
You're mad, unhinged because your boyfriend likes me
What's his name again? What's his name again?

Most people have no imagination
You're just a follower looking for your cult
Giving in to te-te-temptation
And you might fall over

Because I'm drop dead gorgeous
I think you might, I think you might
Drop dead, drop dead gorgeous
I think you might, I think you might
Drop dead, drop dead

You're like a moth to a flame to me
You wanna sell that quality
And I'm an animal let out of its cage
I'm your fave's fave, fave's fave

All you wanted was a Super Bowl ring
You're a predator looking for your cut
On and on your words are super boring
And you can drop dead

Because I'm drop dead gorgeous
I think you might, I think you might
Drop dead, drop dead gorgeous
I think you might, I think you might
Drop dead, drop dead

Uh-uh
Ah-ah

Most people have no imagination
You're just a follower looking for your cult
Giving in to te-te-temptation
And you might fall over

Because I'm drop dead gorgeous
I think you might, I think you might
Drop dead, drop dead gorgeous
I think you might, I think you might
Drop dead, drop dead