Someone should have told her that pretty ain't a job
Now she begs for money, no one calls her honey
As she bothers shoppers in the parking lot
Gets her karma with a catch
Forget superstition by wearing it backwards
Lives under ladders and sleeps with black cats
Some people never change, they just stay the same way
I swear this like a sailor, love is not a favor
I find it's just a concept that we live inside
And if you can't agree with me and Mr. Twain
In matters of opinion our rivals are insane
Forget superstition by wearing it backwards
Lives under ladders and sleeps with black cats
Some people never change, they just stay the same way (x3)
Change change change (x4)
She was acting pretty, thought she owned the city Someone should have told her that pretty ain't a job Now she begs for money, no one calls her honey As she bothers shoppers in the parking lot Gets her karma with a catch Forget superstition by wearing it backwards Lives under ladders and sleeps with black cats Some people never change, they just stay the same way I swear this like a sailor, love is not a favor I find it's just a concept that we live inside And if you can't agree with me and Mr. Twain In matters of opinion our rivals are insane Forget superstition by wearing it backwards Lives under ladders and sleeps with black cats Some people never change, they just stay the same way (x3) Change change change (x4) Explain Request ×
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