Sweetheart Surgery Sorry Sorry Sorry
Wa-ahIt doesn't matter how beautiful we are
Aw sorry sorry sorry
It's not good to go that far
Wu-uh
It's such a dirty things we used to do
So sorry sorry sorry
It's not good to it's not good to
Hang around
And all day long and all day long
We too much close we too much wrong
I touch your brassiere and your pants
With no demands
She's my breaking breaking news
She's an angel she's a muse
Just Sweety in my telephone
But she's not alone
Touch her pretty tender arms
Filthy awesome as it comes
Let me wake up early next to you
My little mew
And in my cruel november dreams
I like the way she moves and screams
Oh she fell in love with me tonight
It just wasn't right
