omg

A private show, when you see me you’ll say: Oh my God
I’m head to toe, all in feathers singing, oh la la
I know you know, you’d get anything you wish, ta-da
But I’m alone, singing softly to my fish, haha
Like la la la

Walk into the kitchen, fruit’s like: Woah
I be loved by everyone I know
Walk into my bedroom, sheets like: Yeah
But I tell ‘em: Catch me if you can

They like it
When I get
Indecent
I like it
I don’t need
A reason

Sashay
I’m wearing nothing but my
Lingerie
It’s all I’ve got till I do
Laundry
I’ve got an audience of none
The night has only just begun

What’s up next? When you see it you’ll say: Holy shit
A velvet dress on the floor of my apart-a-ment
In my brassiere, every inch of me is exquisite
Nobody’s here but, my darling, that’s irrelevant
Oh la la la

Walk into the bathroom, soap’s like: Damn
I be dancing everywhere I can
Flouncin’ on the couch, my pillows swoon
What a way to spend an afternoon

My pillows
Are fluffy
Expensive
Don’t need you
So don’t get
Defensive

Sashay
I’m wearing nothing but my
Lingerie
It’s all I’ve got till I do
Laundry
I’ve got an audience of none
The night has only just begun