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I′ve been going through some things (oh) I struggle with my inner man (yeah, yeah) I hustle, I'll do what I can, can Don Dada on the, Don Dada on the beat Sometimes I wonder if you still wanna fuck me Like you said on AIM in ′08 (totally) Bible study, we were buddy, buddy Then you said that we should fornicate (like, yeah) In my gross Ugg boots, in your scene-king suit Let your white studded belt hit the ground And my hair stayed teased as I'm on my knees Shut the Porta-Potty door and not a sound And like every other shitty love story You came and went, and just like that And I tried to call you desperately But boy, you didn't add me back And baby I know, I know whatever city you′re in You′re still the boy that I'd pick In a line up of, like 30 hot guys Your eyes are so, so pretty I bet Your lips are probably wet With the lies of our relationship Songtexte Well, it′s fine because I'm a whore And, I sleep with guys just for fun and drugs, but Sometimes I stay inside and wonder why I thought we were cool, I thought we were cool In vacation bible school, bible school, ooh Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh (vacation bible school) Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh (in vacation bible school) In vacation bible school Scoo-bi-doop-doo-doo, Jesus Scoo-bi-doop-doo-doo, Jesus (mmm, yeah) Scoo-bi-doop-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Sometimes I wonder if Jesus is above me Making sure we meet again (but, when?) And then when I saw you at our local mall, you You walked right by me with your friends (what a dick, literally) In my gross Ugg boots, in your scene-king suit Let your white studded belt hit the ground And my hair stayed teased as I′m on my knees Shut the Porta-Potty door and not a sound And like every other shitty love story You came and went, and just like that And I tried to call you desperately But boy, you didn't add me back And baby I know, I know whatever city you′re in You're still the boy that I'd pick In a line up of, like 30 hot guys Your eyes are so, so pretty I bet Your lips are probably wet With the lies of our relationship Well, it′s fine because I′m a whore And, I sleep with guys just for fun and drugs, but Sometimes I stay inside and wonder why I thought we were cool, I thought we were cool In vacation bible school, bible school, ooh Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh (vacation bible school) Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh (in vacation bible school) In vacation bible school And one day, I get to blame myself for this I can blame it on selfishness That you never really wanted my love And someday, God will make you pay for this I just wanted faithfulness But you never really wanted my love (my love, my love) (Or my backdoor) Aus Songtexte Mania