Liquor Store

You can go if you want to
But you know my mind will be walking a tight rope
Cause you like having sex like an animal
And I keep thinking youre running away from...

You got an ice cream cone on your leg mother ****er
I got two fish kissing on my **** mother ****er
I got headaches on headaches on headaches all day
But the handshakes are chasing my troubles away

Im a thrift store baddie with my booty on the sink
Im a shitty ex-nanny with my marbles on the brink
Spillin all over the carpet , the kitchen floor
You clean them up with a mop and the liquor store

Liquor store, cause I want more, carnivore
Eating my heart out, liquor store
Cause I always want more walking into the liquor store
Into the liquor store
Cause I always want more walking into the liquor store

Got a fire in my lungs and my legs keep runnin
And the headlock, knocked up, babies keep comin
And the fantasy, what that we
Keep makin up, keep ****in up
Keep dreamin up, keep talkin bout

Oo oo oo

We got short legs, long legs
Everybody big legs
2 4 6 8 who do we appreciate?
You mother ****er, you you mother ****er
You mother ****er, you you mother ****er

You can go if you want to
But you know my mind will be walking a tight rope
Cause you like having sex like an animal
And I keep thinking youre running away from me

Im three steps ahead of you
And now Im waking up to a nightmare
'Cause you like getting in bed with the enemy
And I keep thinking youre running away, aye

Running away, hey
Running away, hey
Running away, hey
Running away, hey