Kellie Anne See Through You
I show my talent she shows her legs.
I bat my lids she shows her tits.
I work one foot in and, she sneaks two feet in,
i swear he's lookin' at me, i swer he's lookin' at me, she's sure he's
looking at her.
Apparently if your cheeky you don't need much more, you've already
found the door,
but i'd rather not be if i, if i have to act like her.
I wear my tshirt she wears her bra, and while, i'm off dreaming far she's
putting on her mascara.
I stand up tall she leans on me.
I clean up her mess and she trots right through looking her best.
I swear he smiled at me but, she's sure he smiled at her.
She may be all he see's now, but give him time and he'll see right
through her.
Apparently if your cheeky you don't need much more, you've already
found the door,
but i'd rather not be if i, if i have to act like her.
I wear my tshirt she wears her bra, and while, i'm off dreaming far she's
putting on her mascara.
If it's a competition of our legs in screwed.
But, if he's looking for a heart, mines beating while hers is silent.
One day he'll see, one day he'll see right through her and,
one day she'll see.
One day she'll see he never cared.
Apparently if your cheeky you don't need much more, you've already
found the door,
but i'd rather not be if i, if i have to act like her.
I wear my tshirt she wears her bra, and while, i'm off dreaming far she's
putting on her mascara.
