DON’T TRUST ME by 3oh!3

Black dress, with the tights underneath
I’ve got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth
And she’s an actress (actress), but she ain’t got no need
She’s got money from her parents and a trust fund back east

T-t-t-tongue’s always pressed to your cheeks
While my tongue is on the inside of some other girl’s teeth
Tell your boyfriend, if he says he’s got beef
That I’m a vegetarian, and I ain’t fuckin’ scared of him

She wants to touch me (whoa)
She wants to love me (whoa)
She’ll never leave me (whoa, whoa oh oh)
Don’t trust a hoe
Never trust a hoe
Won’t trust a hoe
Won’t trust me
(x2)

X’s on the back of your hands
Wash them in the bathroom and drink like the bands
And the setlist (setlist) you stole off the stage
Has red and purple lipstick all over the page

B-b-b-bruises cover your arms
Shaking in the fingers with the bottle in your palm
And the best is (the best is), no one knows who you are
Just another girl alone at the bar
[Don’t Trust Me Lyrics On http://www.elyricsworld.com/ ]
She wants to touch me (whoa)
She wants to love me (whoa)
She’ll never leave me (whoa, whoa oh oh)
Don’t trust a hoe
Never trust a hoe
Won’t trust a hoe
Won’t trust me
(x2)

Shush, girl! Shut your lips
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips
I said shush, girl! Shut your lips
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips
I said shush, girl! Shut your lips
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips

Whoa, whoa, whoa…

She wants to touch me (whoa)
She wants to love me (whoa)
She’ll never leave me (whoa, whoa oh oh)
Don’t trust a hoe
Never trust a hoe
Won’t trust a hoe
Won’t trust me
(x2)

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