Kesha - Boots (Audio)

I think u got the best of me
You're sleepin' with the enemy
You left me all alone, alone, alone, alone
The beat drops, I'm so low
My hart-, hart stops, I already know
You left me all alone, alone, alone, alone

I'm sick and tired of the mess u made me
Never gonna catch me cry
Oh whoa whoa
You must be blind if u can't see
You'll miss me till the dag u die
Oh whoa whoa
Without me, you're nothing
Oh whoa whoa
You must be blind if u can't see
You'll miss me till the dag u die
Oh whoa whoa

I've let go, finally over you
This drama that u put me through
I'm better all alone, alone, alone, alone
The beat drops,...

Swimming pool and limousines (come on let's do it)
Come on lets cause a scene (come on let's do it)
Cigar in the caviar (come on let's do it)
I'm pissin' in the Dom Pérignon (come on let's do it)
Now, come on lets do it
Were gonna do it now
Come on lets do it
Come on lets do this

Wooow oh oh
There's a party at a rich dudes house
Wooow oh oh
There's a party at a rich dudes house
So if ya wanna go
Then ya know oh
We're gonna fight till we do it right
So lets wooow oh oh
Tonight

No we are not on the lijst (come on lets do it)
No we don't give a shit (come on lets do it)
Dance 'til your pants come off (come on get...

Listen to yourself you're a hot mess
St-t-tutter through your words breaking a sweat
What's it gonna take to confess
We both know

Yeah I was outta town last weekend
You were feeling like a pimp around your lame friends
Now your little party's gonna end
So here we go

Woah, u got a secret
Woah, u couldn't keep it
Woah, somebody leaked it
And now some shit's about to go down

I never thought that u would be the one
Acting like a slut when I was gone
Maybe u shouldn't, oh-oh
Kiss and tell

You really should have kept it in your pants
I'm hearing dirty stories from your friends
Maybe u shouldn't, oh-oh
Kiss...

Wake up in the morning felling like pdiddy
grab my glasses im out the door im gonna hit this city
before i leave brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
'cause when i leave for the nigh I ain't comin' back

I'm talkin' pedicure on my toes(toes)
tryin' on all my clothes(clothes)
boys blown' up our phones(phones)
drop topping, playing our favoriete cds
going up to the parties
tryin' to get a bit TIPSY

Don't stop making pop dj blow my speakers up tonight
ima fight til we see the sun light tick tock on the clock but the party dont stop -no
oh woah wo oh oh woah wo oh (xs2)

don't got a care in the world but got plenty...

Maybe I need some rehab, of maybe just need some sleep
I've got a sick obsession, I'm seeing it in my dreams

I'm looking down every alley, I'm making those desperate calls
Im staying up all night hoping, Hit my head against the walls


What you've got boy is hard to find
Think about it all about it all the time
I'm all strung up my hart-, hart is fried
I just cant get u off my mind

Because your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
I zei your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love

Won't listen to any advice, mamma's telling me to think twice
But left...

Backstabber (repeat 3x)

Bored, stoned, sitting in your basement
All alone, cause your little conversations
got around, now look at what we all found out
(look at what we, look at what we all found out)

You have got a set of loose lips, twisting stories
All because you're jealous
Now I know exactly what you're all about,
And this is what you're all about..

Girl, your such a backstabber,
Oh girl, you're such a shit talker
And everybody knows it (everybody knows it)

Girl, your such a backstabber,
Run your mouth meer than everyone I've ever known
And everybody knows it (everybody knows it)

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